Chapter１７

I hadn’t written anything for nearly four or five days, and I was getting frustrated. I wanted to become a famous author. Wasn’t this way I was desperately searching for an editor in the first place? And now that my current editor was becoming indifferent to me, I could only feel this ache in my heart, and feel depressed.

But what about my novel and dream? The only thing I had right now was my novel, and if I were to ruin this too, what would I do in life? How would I live effortlessly?

So on the 23rd day, when I woke up, my husband was again absent, and I secretly determined in my heart that it was time for me to move on. I didn’t dare to think about either Vampire or Lewis. For me, my priority became my novel, and I wanted to find inspiration.

I would think about my relationships after finishing this book.

When I thought of this, my shoulders suddenly relaxed, and I formulated a plan in my head. I would go out and meet new people. Perhaps I could find a few friends with whom I would continue to talk about my novel. Maybe I would feel inspired after talking to them.

Thinking of this, I got ready and left my phone in the house, traveling to the suburb for a walk. Since my novel was about a sweet love story between two people facing both emotional and real life problems. So perhaps I would get more inspiration after seeing couples around me.

But when I actually went there, I stood in the middle of the street and continuously stared at the couples walking past me. Their hands were intertwined, and I couldn’t help but remember how Vampire had held my hand in the past.

At this time, my mind was in a mess because even thought I wasn’t as much inclined to my husband as before, I still felt something. It seemed as if my recent erotic dreams about Lewis and how he had touched me last night ignited something in my heart.

Even when my husband had touched me yesterday, I didn’t feel as indifferent and cold as before.

But what should I do about Vampire? I didn’t know anymore. I sighed and continued to stare at those couples with depressed eyes.

Suddenly, I heard arguing voices from a distance. There was a garden in the suburbs with many families walking around. But there was a couple that was distinct from others. The man and woman faced with other.

I walked over and hid behind the shrubs to hear what they were saying. The man was staring intensely at the girl, but the latter had a tear stained face as she wiped her face with her trembling hands. “Jimmy, I love you. I really do!”

“I know.” A depressed emotion flashed in the man’s eyes before he lowered his head. The pain in his face was apparent. “But we can’t…”

“Don’t say it!” The girl cried and a bitter smile formed on her lips. “I have a family. I can’t be with you, but what do I do? My heart beats for you.”

Doesn’t this scene seem familiar?

My eyes widened in realization. The situation I was dealing with was also the same. Mine and Vampire’s affair had also stopped because of families. I knew I loved him, but we both were married to different people, and I knew Vampire wouldn’t leave his wife for me.

Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes at the thought, and I instantly had the urge to send a message to Vampire. I didn’t know what I wanted to say, But I just had an urge to talk to him, to hear his voice, and to see his handsome face.

I rushed back to my house and opened the message app only to find several messages from Vampire. My heart jumped inside my chest at that and I anxiously opened the imbox.

“Princess, I’m sorry for how I behaved earlier that day. I’m sorry for ignoring you like this. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Then there was a two minute gap before I scrolled down to another message.

“Say something, Elise! I know you are there. I really want to talk to you.” Then another five minute gap before I scrolled down. “I regret it. I really regret saying those things to you. I’m sorry, baby. Please forgive me?”

Tears spilled out of my eyes seeing this. I sobbed silently and scrolled down.

“There’s a good news. I’ve contacted a producer and sent him the storyline. He liked the summary, and is willing to read the entire script. So I’m trying to keep him updated about the novel you are writing. So please, don’t give up because of me. I know you haven’t been writing because of me for a few days already. Please don’t do this. Don’t quit.”

I felt a lump in my throat as tears poured out my eyes. Did Vampire really mean it? Was he seriously apologising for how indifferently he had behaved earlier? And was he really trying his best to make a film out of my novel?

I suddenly felt a surge of warmth in my heart, making me feel so emotional that I wanted to hug him tightly.

So without wasting another minute, I called him.

He picked up at the second ring, but before he could say anything, I instantly said, “Can we meet?”

“Okay. Same place in an hour.”

An hour later, I found myself staring at Vampire’s profile for a long time before I lowered my head. I was currently so emotional that I had the urge to cry right before his eyes, but I hid the emotions in my eyes and took a deep breath before saying, “Did you mean it?”

I didn’t know what I was trying to confirm, but it seemed that my mouth knew exactly he wanted to say.

Vampire smiled and took hold of my hand. “I-I missed you, Elise. I’m sorry for neglecting you like that.”

I nodded, but didn’t say anything for the fear of crying just after opening my mouth.

“I want you to become famous. You know that, don’t you, princess?” He rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb gently. “I’m trying my best, but I want you to try your best too. I don’t want you to give up on me, on us, and on our book.”

It seemed that both me and Vampire were thinking the same thing. We both had families, and both of our spouses were emotionally distant and cold. We didn’t want to have an affair, and we both felt guilty when things went forward suddenly.

And now when we both realized that our feelings for each other was too great to back out, we could only move forward and go with the flow.

So perhaps Vampire had thought the same thing. Maybe that’s why he was here. So I smiled and said in a hoarse voice, “It’s okay.”

“Wait, I have something for you.” Vampire took out something from his pocket. It was a bracelet, and he gently clasped it around my wrist. “This is my gift for you. If you ever feel lonely, I just want you to see this and remember me, okay princess?”

I stared at the bracelet for a long time before nodding. Tears were already threatening to spill out of my mind at that. This bracelet was cheap, but this was the first ever gift Vampire gave me. How could I not like it?

That day, I went home and suddenly got inspired. Every time I would glance at the bracelet on my wrist, I would grin and write a lot.