Not my fault

Beginning of Game

Have you ever heard this phrase.

Lets play the game.

If you've heard, congratulations, it means you know when the game starts.

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City Hospital B

The room where Evelyn was being treated was silent, after the two called each other by name, as well as eyes looking at each other with different hearts.

Arlan who was waiting for the reaction from his assistant fell silent, looking towards Evelyn who was looking back at him with a look of eyes that were difficult to interpret by him.

For some reason the gaze of Evelyn, was not like her old Evelyn, who looked with a cheerful twinkle for her.

What's actually going on.

It was a sentence that was currently haunting him, a sentence that had been circling since a moment of their sobriety.

While Evelyn's side, who was still staring at the President with strange eyes, was still waiting for the right moment to start her conversation.

Arlan cleared his throat to grab the attention of his assistant, so the assistant blinked and looked at him still looking at him unusual.

"Lyn, is there any pain you feel?" arlan asked carefully, looking at his assistant worriedly with a feeling of fear.

Fear of being denied his presence.

"ill? I don't feel anything" Evelyn replied in a casual tone.

"More precisely numbness," Evelyn continued inwardly.

"What does that mean, Lyn. How do you not feel pain? And why don't you feel anything?" arlan asked frantically, his hand held Evelyn's hand immediately for her to check, reaping Evelyn's delicacy which she immediately realized.

"ah! I'm sorry, I'm really worried about you" Arlan muttered regretfully, especially when she saw Evelyn's dislike expression on her face.

Evelyn softened her facial expression slightly, became a little faint, then looked at Arlan with a helpless face.

"No, you're not wrong Arlan. You shouldn't apologize" Evelyn muttered softly, hiding her facial expression among the strands of her black mane.

"No, Lyn. I was wrong, I should have been more sensitive to you. I should have known you were bullied in my own office," said Arlan immediately, leaving Evelyn shocked because her President finally knew what she was covering up.

"I don't happen to have to figure out a way for this one."

Evelyn was happy when her umpteenth plan, it was realized first.

He thought, his office friend could be behind, but it turned out faster than expected.

"Or this too, which made them fear me," Evelyn's inner self guessed.

If it is like that, he is happy. Because that way, he did not need to make them more surprised by the changes later.

"It's okay, Arlan, it's my fault, not yours. I should have realized who I am and who you are. So I don't have to feel it" Evelyn said.

Arlan's heart was saddened when he heard Evelyn's words, which seemed sincere in heart.

The reality is like that, because really if this is not for the continuity of her plan, Evelyn is reluctant to tell her heart first.

"No Lyn, you're wrong. It's not you who fall in love, but I who fell in love with you first, I should be the more assertive of all, telling everything if you're not wrong with your feelings. They should have insulted me," said Arlan.

He should not hide the fact, if not the assistant who approached him, but he himself forced his will, on Evelyn who firmly always rejected him.

"Alright Ar, don't prolong this matter. After all, this problem has also been passed for a long time," said Evelyn wisely, waiting again for what Arlan would say.

"Lyn, please don't hate me, I beg you," muttered Arlan softly, saddened as Evelyn reminded again if the two's relationship would never be together.

"Who hates you, Ar?" evelyn asked in shock.

"*It's precisely my* that really needs you," he continued in his heart.

Arlan was of course delighted, as Evelyn asked who hated whom.

Her heart was slightly hopeful that Evelyn would still have a taste with him.

"You, I guess you hate me," Arlan said quickly, staring at his assistant with a twinkle of hope.

"I love you, but for now my grudge is more important."

Evelyn shook her head in denial of Arlan's statement, making Arlan even more hopeful.

"No Ar, I don't hate you. How can I hate you, if I really need you for my backrest," muttered Evelyn softly, looking at Arlan with my eyes.

"Look at me Lyn, I will try to be the most comfortable support for you" said Arlan excitedly, replying quickly to what his assistant muttered.

His heart was glad not to be stifled as he heard for himself, how his assistant needed him to be on his back.

This time Arlan ventured to hold Evelyn's hand, squeezing it slowly which was responded with a squeeze too closely with Evelyn.

He looked at his assistant with shocked eyes, especially when Evelyn looked at him with a sweet smile, a smile that he had not enjoyed for a long time.

"Lyn, are you smiling for me?" arlan asked in shock and delight at the same time.

Her heart skipped a beat, as Evelyn nodded and carried her palm to rub on the assistant's cheek.

"Sure, because I want to lean on you. I want to take refuge under your protection, I want to always be with you," Evelyn softly replied.

Arlan withdrew her hand, looking at Evelyn in disbelief despite her overwhelming pleasure.

"But, but not you, who wants me to marry that woman? How can you and I always be together?" ask Arlan.

He was afraid Evelyn was joking with him, he did not want all this just his imagination.

"It seems that I'm in too much of a hurry," Evelyn's inner self while looking for a solution.

"Do you love her?" evelyn asked looking at Arlan's eyes seriously.

This was a powerful way, because he knew that Arlan would answer one word for sure.

"No."

Right, so he doesn't have to bother.

"Then what's wrong?" muttered Evelyn softly in her sad tone, making Arlan immediately rub his head dearly.

"Nothing's wrong. Then, how about I cancel the engagement?" asked Arlan with a happy tone.

"It would be very chaotic, if Arlan broke off the engagement for now," Evelyne's inner fidget.

"Arlan, that doesn't mean I want to be yours, when I say I want to lean on you," Evelyn said gently, rubbing the side of her President's face gently, thus making Arlan feel that gentle swab, it's like flying into the clouds.

"So what do you mean, Lyn?" asked Arlan not understanding.

"I'll be yours in the shadows, accompanying you from behind, there are times when you need attention" Evelyn replied gently, with a sweet tone and eye gaze, which was able to make Arlan hypnotized by it.

"You want to be second, in my life?" asked Arlan in disbelief.

"Not the second one," Evelyn's rapid errat, made Arlan stare at Evelyn clueless.

"What does Lyn mean, how can it not be called second, if I still have a fiancee?" ask Arlan confusedly.

"Do you consider me second?" accuse Evelyn of being quick, looking at Arlan in disappointment so Arlan shakes his head quickly, dismissing the untrue accusations from his assistant.

"Of course not, I don't think it exists at all and I love you so much."

"I know for sure" Evelyn's inner self with a hidden smile, though her heart trembled slightly.

"Then grant me my wish, or I'd better disappear from your sight, Arlan."

The stern tone that her assistant put out, made Arlan shake his head quickly, rejecting Evelyn's words, which really caused him to have a heartache for a while.

He was more willing, if he was made a slave of love by Evelyn, than could not see and feel again the touch of Evelyn.

The woman who made him again became like a stupid man, just because the real threat had nothing to do with him.

"Alright Lyn. If it can make me have you completely, even in the shadows, I'll take it."

Arlan looked at his assistant, who stared back with a sweet smile and teary eyes, looking at him with an unusual gaze, a gaze that he really did not understand what and why.

"I'm sorry, it's not my fault if I do this, I just want to get you later at the end of the story, also make him feel a loss, feel how his own was seized by others."

Evelyn repeatedly apologized without making a sound, as she began to change everything about her.

Because of them, who wanted him to be like a man's fiancee.

Because of him, who accused him as if he were seizing his fiancee.

Also because of him, who snatched the father out of the hands of his mother.

Then don't blame him, if he's going to grant them all the charges.

Starting from Arlan who was in his grasp, then he made sure if slowly, they will enjoy the results of the change.

"Lets play the game, guys."

Seriate

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