You Are The Apple of My Eyes

Chapter 880 A Clingy Child

The familiar voice was like a tranquilizer comforting Michelle. She slowly turned around, and she saw a familiar face. It was as if she had found a life-saving straw when she was helpless. She threw herself into the arms of Leon and called "Leon" with tears in her eyes.

Leon stayed squatting, held the petite girl in his arms, touched her head and said softly, "I'm here. It's okay."

"Leon, hug me." Michelle kept rubbing into his arms and tried to be more close to him. She longed for the familiar breath to wrap her up, so as to dispel the shadow that Tim forced her.

Hug could always transmit a gentle power. Sometimes a hug was better than any words.

"I'll hold you for the rest of my life." Leon held her in his arms until her breath gradually stabilized. She looked up and her hair was a little messy.

He gently combed Michelle's hair with his fingers, revealing her fair face, and then kissed her gently on the hair on her forehead.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you downstairs for some food. " Leon stood up and held her in his arms.

Michelle obediently leaned in his arms, rolled her beautiful eyes, put her head close to his chest. She was carried downstairs with ease.

Seeing the two go downstairs, Barbie stood up and greeted, "Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu."

Leon looked up at her and said, "Barbie, please go to the kitchen to see if the dishes are ready."

"Okay." Barbie then went to the kitchen.

Looking at the back of Barbie, Michelle asked after a while, "Is Miss Barbie your secretary? Where is my master? "

"Wynn is on holiday recently." Leon held her in his arms and sat at the table. Michelle wanted to sit on a chair by herself, but he didn't allow. "Do you mind? If you mind, I will find a way to change a male secretary as soon as possible. "

He said "find a way to change a male secretary as soon as possible" instead of changing Barbie immediately, which meant that Barbie was not completely under his control.

Michelle was keenly aware of this. Moreover, she didn't care whether Leon's secretary was a man or a woman.

She totally trusted Leon.

"I don't mind." Michelle shook her head and rubbed her head against his chest. There was no smile on her face and her eyes were hollow and glassy.

Leon found that she was becoming more and more clingy, but she didn't like to smile as much as before. She was depressed. Leon didn't know what she had experienced on the island.

She was so vulnerable for the time being, so Leon didn't dare to ask, but held her more tightly.

Beside Michelle's ears was Leon's steady heartbeat, which was so lively. She opened her mouth in a hoarse voice and called him "Leon". Her voice was so low that only she could hear it.

The dishes were served soon. There were all light food and nutritious soup.

Leon fed Michelle in person. She was so petite that she was like a child in his arms. He took good care of her.

In his eyes, Michelle was just a child, a child he would love all his life.

Michelle didn't feel awkward and continued to eat.

"Michelle, are you going to tell this to your parents?" Leon asked.

Michelle shook her head. She couldn't tell her parents, or they would be very worried.

She didn't say anything, but Leon could understand.

"Okay. You can stay here for two days and go back when you feel better." Leon kept feeding her while talking, "I have something to tell you. Someone pretended to be you to contact you with your parents, so you didn't lose contact with your family. The person who pretended to be you said that you were on a trip. If you don't want your parents and grandparents to worry about you, don't spill it."

'Someone pretended to be me?'

Michelle was stunned for a while. After she figured it out in her mind, she said, "Okay, I just went on a trip."

"Was it Tim who locked you up on the island?" Leon asked tentatively.

Hearing the name of Tim, Michelle was a little nervous. Her body was slightly stiff in his arms. She gently replied, "Hmm", and then changed the topic. "Leon, the soup is delicious."

Since she didn't want to continue this topic, Leon didn't force her. He scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to her lips. "If you like it, drink more."

"Okay." Michelle drank the soup slowly.

The sun rose in Lexingport City and shone on people's bodies. Leon held Michelle and basked in the sun for the whole afternoon.

During this period, Michelle didn't say much. She just held Leon's hand tightly. Wherever he went, she would follow him.

Leon had already noticed that there was something wrong with her. Even if he went to the bathroom, she followed him, like a doorman standing outside. He washed his hands and came out. Before he could dry hands, he was held by her again.

He would hold her hands back to give her a sense of security.

It was not until Michelle took a shower in the bathroom at night that Leon had time to make a phone call.

"Nini, do you know any reliable psychologist? If you do, please invite the psychologist come to the C Mansion tomorrow as your friend. Don't let Michelle know. "

While the two were talking on the phone, Leon's eyes never left the bathroom door for a moment.

After hanging up the phone, he pulled out a chair and sat beside the bathroom door while Michelle was taking a shower. He buried himself in his work and looked up at the shadow of the bathroom door every minute. The sound of water flowing down could be heard.

There was also a bathtub in the bathroom, but Leon could only hear the shower sound.

He was supposed to deal with the business in the afternoon, but he couldn't do it given to Michelle's condition, so he put it aside until now. It had been two hours later when he finished the piled up work.

However, Michelle was still in the bathroom, and the sound of water had stopped.

When Leon checked the time, he was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat. He quickly stood up and was about to knock on the door.

Before his hand touched the door, the door of the bathroom opened, and a burst of wet hot air blew over.

Michelle was wearing a neat pajama, with her wet hair sticking to her head and dripping water from the tip of her hair to her shoulder. When she saw Leon standing outside the door, her black grape- like eyes showed a touch of surprise.

"Leon?"

Staring at her red neck, Leon couldn't help but remember that someone had told him that girls usually used very hot bathing water.

'But her skin is so delicate. Won't she be scalded with such hot water?'

"What's wrong, Leon?" Noticing that he was staring at her neck, Michelle raised her hand and touched it. Water drops from the tip of her hair fell on the back of her hand.

Leon pulled her out of the bathroom, "Why don't you dry your hair with a dry towel?"

"I forgot." Michelle really forgot.

Leon pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed. "Sit down. I'll get you a dry towel."

With a dry towel over her head, Leon gently rubbed her hair and asked, "Why did you take a shower for so long? Did your left hand get wet? "

"No. I just don't want the wound to get wet, so it took me a long time to bath."

The white dry towel covered Michelle's eyes. She raised her head slightly, and Leon could only see her watery lips, like a beautiful flower waiting for him to pick up.

Leon lowered his head and kissed her.

He had wanted kissed her when he dried her hair for the first time three years ago.