My Waste Husband

Chapter 152

Boy... boyfriend?

The staff's words unconsciously made Sylvia look at Henry.

Although they had got their marriage certificate and had taken wedding photos more than a month ago, they had a lukewarm relationship. Now that she was suddenly told that Henry was her boyfriend, Sylvia's heart beat faster, and even her nervousness, which was about to jump to the extreme, was suppressed.

"Come on, come on, you big man. Your girlfriend dares to jump, and you hide behind her. Come and hold her tight." The staff urged Henry to hug Sylvia.

Henry would definitely not refuse the idea of jumping together with Sylvia, so he ran forward happily.

Sylvia looked at Henry, who was in front of her and seemed a little cautious. "Well... didn't we buy two tickets? Can't we jump one by one?"

"No, you bought a couple's ticket. Stand still and let me adjust the equipment. Don't move." The staff put on the equipment for Sylvia and Henry.

The hot wind blew on the eighty-meter-high tower. Henry and Sylvia stood face to face on the edge of the platform, and under them was the rushing water of the lake.

"President Lin, are you ready to jump?" Henry stretched out his hands and put them on Sylvia's shoulders.

She looked down at her feet, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, nodded, and put her hands slowly on Henry's waist.

"Then let's jump." Henry held the woman in front of him in his arms with both hands, bent his legs, and jumped out.

Before jumping, some people might think of the feeling similar to birds flying in the sky.

In fact, it was only at the moment when she jumped that she realized that this was not the case.

When Sylvia felt that there was nothing under her feet, her mind went blank. She didn't think about anything, as if everything was away from her. All her worries and persistence seemed to be unimportant at the moment when she jumped down.

Sylvia unconsciously held Henry's waist with her small hands. When her body was completely weightless, she could feel that there were two strong big hands behind her, holding her and giving her a strong sense of security.

Sylvia blinked and opened her eyes. The moment she opened them, she saw Henry looking at her with a look of deep affection. At this moment, his eyes went straight into Sylvia's heart.

The strong wind was blowing towards their faces.

The two of them were about to fall into the lake when the rope pulled them back. The lake was getting farther and farther in Sylvia's vision. Her heart was in her mouth again. She closed her eyes subconsciously and buried her head in Henry's chest.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here."

When his voice reached Sylvia's ears, it was not low and magnetic, but in her mind, it seemed to be the most pleasant sound of nature. When you were most afraid, words like this could help you calm down.

Sylvia wanted to say something but found that she couldn't make a sound at all. She could only enjoy Henry's gentleness in silence.

After a few ups and downs, Sylvia's fear slowly disappeared. She suddenly felt that jumping was not so terrible. Now she opened her bright eyes and looked at the scenery around her. At this moment, she only had one feeling.

Indulgence!

She had done what she hadn't done for so many years, and the invisible pressure that she had been carrying on her back disappeared at this moment.

The yellow sand extended and met the sky.

Henry and Sylvia lay flat on the sand, looking at the distant sky, blue sky, and white clouds.

Sylvia slightly turned around and stared at Henry's side face. "Henry, thank you. I'm really happy today."

Henry slowly breathed a sigh of relief and did not speak. In his heart, he also said thank you to Sylvia.

Thank you for giving me a new life.

The two of them spent the whole afternoon having fun. At five o'clock in the afternoon, they left the sand and returned to the ticket office.

The summer weather always played a joke on people. One moment, the sun was shining brightly, and the next moment, big clouds appeared in the sky.

Just as Henry and Sylvia were about to leave the ticket hall, the heavy rain poured down from the sky and fell on the ground, splashing water. The rain helped people cool down.

"Let's drink some milk tea." Henry put a cup of milk tea in front of Sylvia. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Thank you." Sylvia took the milk tea. The warm airflow passed through her hands and spread through her whole body, making her feel indescribably comfortable.

Standing in front of the French window in the ticket office, she looked at the rain outside the window and reached out her hand to touch the hair on her forehead. And this moment stayed imprinted in Henry's mind for a long time.

Henry stood behind her without saying anything. He wanted to protect this woman for the rest of his life.

The summer rain came and went very fast. Only half an hour later, half of the sun was revealed, and the air was filled with the fragrant smell of earth.

Henry got on the bike, took Sylvia with him, and under this aromatic nature scent drove toward Yinzhou.

On the way, he saw a flower growing on the side of the road. Henry stopped to pick the flower and gave it to Sylvia.

Sylvia, like a little girl, inserted the flower into her hair. At this moment, the flower seemed to be more beautiful.

When they returned to Yinzhou, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Henry did not choose the diner that Sylvia booked in Glory Hotel but took her to a street restaurant.

"In fact, there's no need to go to a hotel all the time. You can have a meal in one of these restaurants. They all taste good." Henry took Sylvia to sit at a corner table.

Wherever Sylvia was, she would attract people's attention. Whether it was a man or a woman, their eyes would faintly look at her.

A young man was sitting at the table with his girlfriend and happened to see Sylvia. Her beauty made the young man unable to look away.

Today, on the street, he saw this woman sitting on the bike of the poor boy. At that time, he felt very uncomfortable. Seeing such an extraordinary woman, and then looking at his girlfriend who had done so many plastic surgeries, he felt disgusted. He even regretted that he did not ask for her number today. A poor boy who rode a bicycle could date this woman, how could he not have a chance with her?

Now, seeing this woman again, the young man's heart was full of vitality. He did not immediately go up to ask for the number, but sat aside and carefully planned. Not only did he have to get the phone number, but he also had to ridicule that poor boy.