My Ex, Please Love Me Again

“You … you are so young. It’s absolutely your impulse.”

Alana continued, “I think you need to think more about it since your love might come from our contact at an early age. Now you are abroad and you’ll know more girls better than me.”All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Jamarion laughed with mild annoyance when the one he loved doubted his seriousness, but intelligent as he was, he would never act on impulse. He came up with his answer as soon as she said that.

“But I also knew Bella and Christina. Can you tell why I didn’t love them?”

Jamarion got Alana right away because his point really made sense.

“You think I act on impulse and would think less of you if I get to know other girls. How about getting a bet?” He changed his ways.

“On what?” Alana was a bit confused though she was also clever, so she asked.

“You may turn me down now or not. We can just be friends these years when you can test me. If I don’t fall in love with others in four years and still love you, we can be together,” Jamarion said calmly.

“By that, I mean marriage because I will hit 22 in four years and I can be legally married.”

Shocked by his words, Alana stood up from her chair, her pretty eyes filled with astonishment.

Marriage?

That was ridiculous.

She didn’t even want to date any man, but he proposed to marry her.

Jamarion knew she was amazed.

“I think only a lifetime marriage could prove how much I love you, and four years would be enough for you to know me more.”

“Dare you, Alana?”

Alana said nothing because she was completely at a loss.

“If you are still the only one I love and you don’t fall in love with others, we will be married.”

“What if I fall for someone else?” Alana came to herself and questioned him.

Jamarion pressed his lips together, and his deep-set eyes dimmed.

“Then I’ll wait,” he said persistently after a while.

Alana was amused. She thought he would let it go if she fell in love with others, only to know his answer was nothing but wait.

Was he waiting for her breakup or divorce?

In her eyes, that was a curse on her love.

So, she told him her thoughts.

He explained Hurriedly, “No, that’s not what I meant. I wish you happiness. It’s just that I would be single for the rest of my life if you fall in love with others.”

Alana didn’t see that coming, so she talked to him as a “sister”, “It’s so pessimistic of you to say anything of your lifetime. Anything could happen in the future and your wife might appear at some point along the line.

He looked into her eyes. “No, I know you are the one since I realize I love you.”

“If you are with me, I’ll live a happy life.”

“If you are with someone else, I’ll be all alone with my research.”

Alana was speechless at his sophistication and stubbornness at such an early age.

Alana had to change the topic, “Marriage is important; I can’t take the bet so casually.”

Jamarion followed up. “But that’s what makes our life exciting, right?”

“Alana, in or out?”

Alana was cute and sensible, but somehow, she felt an upsurge of rebellion and madness inside her in the face of his blazing eyes.

“I’m in.”

“If we don’t fall in love with others, we’ll get married.”

She just blurted it out.

She took the bet because she might be infected by his passion. She bet her lifetime with him.

Her acceptance came so quickly that it took him a while to come to himself. His eyes were filled with surprise, and he came to hug her with great happiness.

“Great.”

Jamarion hugged her so tight that Alana couldn’t escape from him.

She never had such intimacy with other men except for her father and brother Alaric. She had thought she would repulse it, but she took it calmly.

It was nice to hug.

Jamarion let go of her realizing that it was a little abrupt.

This must be his first time being so intimate with a girl. He flushed right away, even his ears reddening.

“Sorry, I was just so happy,” he explained himself shily.

Alana, on the contrary, was pretty calm.

She looked at his red face and wanted to laugh. He seemed wise and cool, but he was actually a boy.

“Deal.” He emphasized again.

“Fine,” Alana agreed, “But I have a request.”

“What?”

“I think we should leave our parents out of this because it was a four-year test,” Alana said to make it easier for her father.

“OK,” Jamarion agreed decisively, “We could just be friends these years when you can see what I really am.”

“Yes.” Alana also agreed.

That way it would be more comfortable for her to get along with Jamarion. It surprised her that he gave her four years to consider their relationship.

But there was nothing she needed to consider about his integrity because they grew up together.