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The Temptation of a Respectable Woman Ⅱ: The Last Will
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Upon the arrival of Gouvernail, Gaston was standing in front of the gate of plantation, apparently had waited for a while, zephyr of Christmas Eve blowed him onto trembling.
'Where's Mrs. Baroda?' Gouvernail asked.
'Don't worry , dude, she'll show.'Gaston led their way to the house.
All along the way,that place seemed to be really quiet, no servants, no dustmen, the only swaying vision is the snowflakes in the wind.When the door was opened ,Mrs.Baroda apeared with a beautiful dress,and said:'Dear gentlemen,I've been long for this dinner, to catch a chance to remedy for the impertinence of my leaving without a word last time.Please, please be seated, I made all of these dishes myself.'
'Thank you, ma'am' said Gouvernail politely,'I'm pretty sure that your absense is not intented,don't take it so serious,let it go.'
That night, Gaston and Gouvernail talked so much,as a lady's manner,Mrs.Baroda didn't want to break in ,so she retired early , waiting for her husband to show up on bed,but he didn't , not until the next morning.
'What were you guys talking about?' Mrs.Baroda asked curiously, wondering what subject can last the talk all night long.
'Just some gossips,you know,two men,old friends, long time no see...' Gaston replied stammeringly.
'Seems not long enough,' Mrs.Baroda raised her coner of mouth:'you finally get a time to have a word with your wife.'
Mrs.Baroda found her husband was further and further away from her since Gouvernail's advent,on the other way round,Gouvenail was beginning to have more words with her.
'How come you be alone in Christmas?' Mrs.Baroda was really confused why a man could be so free to spent the most important days outside home.
'In fact , I don't have a family,exactly,'Gouvernail said wiht his eyebrow frowned,'please don't push me, you won't be interested in my story.'
Maybe it's just like the aphorizm 'a secret makes a woman woman', a secret definitely makes a man man.
Little by little, the favour Mrs.Baroda had to Gouvernail is like the firn on the ground, that's a kind of feeling that can hardly be erased.
Finally , Mrs.Baroda got used to hear Gouvernail's minuet close by with his style of good morning:'Hey ,Aegean mermaid! '. Until the last day of holiday, Gouvernail came suddenly with the words :'I can't hold any more ,Olympus bird,you're my answer prayer,you're my meant to be,don't you understand?'
Mrs.Baroda was shocked by the abrupt confession, as a respectable woman, she couldn't ,and shouldn't let that foolish steal her mind,and Gouvernail knew that it's impossible for her to evade with him,he just had to make his emotion clear.
The next morning , when Gaston was calling them for breakfast , he found nothing and nobody let but a piece of paper.
At this time , Gouvernail drove his car to a desolate and uninhabited field.When the car stopped, he opened the trunk,and Mrs.baroda was just lying right in there,with her limbs bundled and mouth sealed.He let her free, and said:'It's OK now , our drama is ended.Your husband is about to learn that you're kidnapped by me now, you can keep your reputation,and I keep my desperate life , with you , sweetheart.'
'Yeah, fine...'Mrs.Baroda whispered with a flash of cark across her face,'Are you sure ... but you know... I still love Gaston ...all of this just come too fast.'
'I know, I know, you need time to get used to,let's take it easy.' Gouvernail noded his head,caressed on her forehead.
Right on the other side,Gaston read the paper with smile:'Dear friend, I followed your will, I'll take good care of her...I can feel that she still love you.'
A year later, when Mrs.Gouvernail went back after a honeymoon with her husband, she heard that her ex-one died two months after her evading with Gouverbail, by cancer.
'What the hell does this suppose to mean?' Mrs.Baroda cried out with her words shivered.
After a hail of silence , Gouvernail broke up:'All these are contrived by him.He knew he's dying , and didn't want you to be depressed.He wished to find a man to look after you, that's all his bucket list-----he want you to be happy.And he chose me , which is his last will.'
Upon the arrival of Gouvernail, Gaston was standing in front of the gate of plantation, apparently had waited for a while, zephyr of Christmas Eve blowed him onto trembling.
'Where's Mrs. Baroda?' Gouvernail asked.
'Don't worry , dude, she'll show.'Gaston led their way to the house.
All along the way,that place seemed to be really quiet, no servants, no dustmen, the only swaying vision is the snowflakes in the wind.When the door was opened ,Mrs.Baroda apeared with a beautiful dress,and said:'Dear gentlemen,I've been long for this dinner, to catch a chance to remedy for the impertinence of my leaving without a word last time.Please, please be seated, I made all of these dishes myself.'
'Thank you, ma'am' said Gouvernail politely,'I'm pretty sure that your absense is not intented,don't take it so serious,let it go.'
That night, Gaston and Gouvernail talked so much,as a lady's manner,Mrs.Baroda didn't want to break in ,so she retired early , waiting for her husband to show up on bed,but he didn't , not until the next morning.
'What were you guys talking about?' Mrs.Baroda asked curiously, wondering what subject can last the talk all night long.
'Just some gossips,you know,two men,old friends, long time no see...' Gaston replied stammeringly.
'Seems not long enough,' Mrs.Baroda raised her coner of mouth:'you finally get a time to have a word with your wife.'
Mrs.Baroda found her husband was further and further away from her since Gouvernail's advent,on the other way round,Gouvenail was beginning to have more words with her.
'How come you be alone in Christmas?' Mrs.Baroda was really confused why a man could be so free to spent the most important days outside home.
'In fact , I don't have a family,exactly,'Gouvernail said wiht his eyebrow frowned,'please don't push me, you won't be interested in my story.'
Maybe it's just like the aphorizm 'a secret makes a woman woman', a secret definitely makes a man man.
Little by little, the favour Mrs.Baroda had to Gouvernail is like the firn on the ground, that's a kind of feeling that can hardly be erased.
Finally , Mrs.Baroda got used to hear Gouvernail's minuet close by with his style of good morning:'Hey ,Aegean mermaid! '. Until the last day of holiday, Gouvernail came suddenly with the words :'I can't hold any more ,Olympus bird,you're my answer prayer,you're my meant to be,don't you understand?'
Mrs.Baroda was shocked by the abrupt confession, as a respectable woman, she couldn't ,and shouldn't let that foolish steal her mind,and Gouvernail knew that it's impossible for her to evade with him,he just had to make his emotion clear.
The next morning , when Gaston was calling them for breakfast , he found nothing and nobody let but a piece of paper.
At this time , Gouvernail drove his car to a desolate and uninhabited field.When the car stopped, he opened the trunk,and Mrs.baroda was just lying right in there,with her limbs bundled and mouth sealed.He let her free, and said:'It's OK now , our drama is ended.Your husband is about to learn that you're kidnapped by me now, you can keep your reputation,and I keep my desperate life , with you , sweetheart.'
'Yeah, fine...'Mrs.Baroda whispered with a flash of cark across her face,'Are you sure ... but you know... I still love Gaston ...all of this just come too fast.'
'I know, I know, you need time to get used to,let's take it easy.' Gouvernail noded his head,caressed on her forehead.
Right on the other side,Gaston read the paper with smile:'Dear friend, I followed your will, I'll take good care of her...I can feel that she still love you.'
A year later, when Mrs.Gouvernail went back after a honeymoon with her husband, she heard that her ex-one died two months after her evading with Gouverbail, by cancer.
'What the hell does this suppose to mean?' Mrs.Baroda cried out with her words shivered.
After a hail of silence , Gouvernail broke up:'All these are contrived by him.He knew he's dying , and didn't want you to be depressed.He wished to find a man to look after you, that's all his bucket list-----he want you to be happy.And he chose me , which is his last will.'
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