Chapter 819 - It Is My Own Fault That I Can’t Make You Like Me, I Don’t Blame You.

Chapter 819: It Is My Own Fault That I Can’t Make You Like Me, I Don’t Blame You.

Are you still angry then?
Gu Mengmeng pursed her lips with a
I will cry if you don’t tell me what I want to hear
look.
Faced with Gu Mengmeng, Elvis would always be the one to surrender first.
Sighing in exasperation, Elvis forced a smile. But the corners of his lips betrayed a bitterness as he said in a low voice,
I am not angry.

Gu Mengmeng felt a tug at her heartstrings. Elvis had clearly said he wasn’t angry, but why did she feel that she preferred him to just throw a tantrum and berate her?
Only then did Gu Mengmeng realize she might have been spoiled by Elvis and Lea, so much so that she now had the tendency to hanker after punishment?
Letting go of Elvis’ arm, Gu Mengmeng threw herself into his embrace and wound her arms tightly around his waist. She burrowed her chin into the spot over his heart and looked up at him with teary eyes. Her long lashes fluttered piteously. Without even the need to say a single word, Elvis had already shed his hard shell and surrendered completely to her.
Using his clean hand to stroke Gu Mengmeng’s little head, he hesitated before finally kissing her brow.
It is my own fault that I can’t make you like me. I don’t blame you.

Gu Mengmeng was taken aback. She asked in a muffled tone,
Who said I don’t like you? You are my hubby. How can I not like you? Did you forget? I told you before that I love you.

Elvis chuckled.
You are still willing to lie to me, at least this proves you still care about me, right?


I am not lying.
Gu Mengmeng was rather anxious. Why was he suddenly saying that she didn’t love him?
Elvis just smiled, his eyes as deep as the abyss.
Gu Mengmeng went on tiptoe, barely reaching Elvis’ chin. She kissed it and said intimately,
Hubby, what happened? You are making me anxious with your behavior. I feel as if you are going to abandon me…

Elvis tucked that hand which was touched by Natalie behind him, and used the other hand to circle Gu Mengmeng’s waist, afraid that she would make a false move in her current panic. His action was completely subconscious and he didn’t even realize he had done so. As despondent and upset as he was, he still held the instinctive urge to protect her.
Elvis usually drew her into his arms the moment he saw her. Still keeping one hand behind his back even though she had thrown herself into his embrace—this was something that had never happened before.
Gu Mengmeng pouted and stepped back. She glared at Elvis with red-rimmed eyes.
If you are upset because of your childhood memories, I can coax you and keep you company. I can do all of that. But if you really wish to abandon me… me… me…


Silly girl, why would I abandon you?
Elvis’ heart ached as he saw that she was really going to cry.

Then why are you not hugging me?
Gu Mengmeng asked stubbornly.
Elvis drew out the hand behind his back. With a mild expression, he said,
Dirty.

Gu Mengmeng was dumbstruck. She stared at Elvis’ long and well-defined hand, before looking up in confusion.
It’s clearly clean, how is it dirty?


It was touched by someone else, how could it not be dirty?
Elvis looked directly at Gu Mengmeng, his eyes held traces of hurt and disappointment.

Or do you only care if Lea is clean? While for me… it doesn’t matter?

The clear, blue eyes held a desperate wish, as if saying
Please, lie to me once more. Deny it, quickly deny it!