Chapter 1 07: Sébastien, I like you (1)
– She doesn’t want you to worry, said Sebastien bluntly,
– You know she’s afraid of causing problems for the people around her.
Enzo calmed down and returned to his seat. He remembered how Roxane would smile and say she was fine, telling him not to worry. She had always been like this, afraid of disturbing others. She was afraid of being a burden, afraid of being abandoned by her family again. It was all his parents’ fault. No, it was his fault too.
– Are you sure you can take good care of her?
He asked skeptically.
– I can’t take good care of her, do you think you can take good care of her if you come?
Sebastian retorted.
Enzo scoffed before saying:
-Then I will have to ask the great president Flores to stoop and take good care of my sister. I will take care of your business for you. It won’t close. Don’t worry.
Sebastien did not respond.
Enzo said as a warning:
– I ask you to take care of his health. Don’t worry about her in bed…
Before he could finish his words, Sebastian ended the call.
Enzo cursed again:
– Whore ! This old Flores…
…
Once Sebastian was finished, he carried the steamed oranges upstairs. He knocked on Roxane’s door.
– Come in.
When he entered the room, he saw Roxane looking out the window with a sad expression on her face.
– What’s wrong?
She turned to look at him and said dejectedly:
– It’s Christmas today…
She received a transfusion every day, and she also had to take her medication every day, which made her sleepy. As she was scrolling through her phone today, she finally realized it was Christmas when she saw the messages wishing her a Merry Christmas.
– Do you want to celebrate Christmas? Sebastien asked, beckoning him to come.
She walked to the table and sat down before saying:
– It’s not that. I just wanted to invite you to a Christmas meal and give you a gift…
She felt like her plans to pursue him had fallen through again.
Sebastien pushed the bowl of steamed oranges to her. The oranges were steamed with snow mushrooms and red dates. They smelled very fragrant.
– It’s good. I don’t celebrate Christmas. When you get better, you can invite me to a meal, a movie, and give me a gift whenever you want…
She smiled and nodded before starting to eat. The steamed oranges were sweet and sour; they were delicious.
Despite her words, Sebastian could tell she still felt disappointed. However, he only pursed his lips and said nothing while looking at his phone.
When she finished eating, he cleared the table and took the bowl away. Before closing the door, he saw her running to the window to look outside again.
She sighed. It’s my fault I got sick! Isn’t Christmas the best time to go out with someone, eat delicious food, watch movies and do something romantic with the person you love?
…
Half an hour later, there was another knock on his door.
– Come in.
She didn’t even bother to turn around. However, when there was no more noise after that, she felt it was strange, so she turned around to look.
The door remained closed, and there was another knock on the door.
When she walked over and opened the door, she was stunned. It was a big Santa Claus standing at the door.
Sebastien’s face was covered with a white beard, revealing only his dark eyes. He wore a pointed red hat and a red suit.
– Seb, Sebastien…
Roxane was so shocked that she couldn’t speak. She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her chest.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
-Given your outstanding performance over the past year, Santa Claus would like to give you a gift, Sebastian said in a low voice, raising the red bag in his hand.
Just when he was about to take out the gift, Roxane, who finally came back to her senses, quickly rushed over and hugged him.
Sebastien’s movements stopped. He lowered his head to look at the person whose face was buried against his chest. His voice was soft as he asked:
– What’s wrong?
She did not answer. Instead, she shook her head and tightened her grip around his waist.
‘He’s really so good! I can’t help but love it more and more. It’s like my feelings for him are overflowing…’
She couldn’t help but cry, overwhelmed by her feelings for him.
Sebastien lowered his head and said softly:
– Don’t you want to see what Santa Claus will give you?
She reluctantly pulled away and raised her head to look at him with sparkling eyes.
Sebastien took out a dark blue box from the red bag and said:
– Merry Christmas !
When she unwrapped her gift, she saw a box of exquisite chocolates. Her brother had already bought her this brand of chocolate, so she knew they were extremely delicious and expensive.