Cheating with my boyfriend's best friend novel (Olivia and Aaron) novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218 A New Relationship

I had never met such a tender gentleman.

Since that day, Adenauer and I had become much closer.

The next day, Charlotte occasionally teased me in the lab and asked about our relationship. I had thought I would mind it, but now, I found I wasn’t averse to talking about him to the people around me. He made me understand a 30-year-old mature man could give me a sense of security.

I looked at two faces on the screen of my laptop and said, “To be honest, I feel lucky to meet him. If I were dating any other man, I would not have adapted myself to it so quickly.”

Today was Saturday. Cinder finally could take a break from her busy schedule of work and dating, so she thought of me and Nick and made a video call to us.

Cinder had just taken a shower and was wearing Victoria’s Secret pajamas. After removing the delicate makeup, she looked less aggressive and more easygoing.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, pushed her face toward the screen, and smiled brightly, “My dear Olive, judging from the frequency you mention him, I believe you did start a new relationship. Congratulations! So, where have you gotten?”

I glanced at the date in the upper right corner of the screen and said, “We’ve dated for almost two months.”

“You know that’s not what she wanted to know,” Nick said.

Cinder high-fived him across the screen.

Seeing their interaction, I shrugged, “Well, we haven’t had sex yet.”

“What?” Cinder showed a look of disappointment.

“Hey, don’t be so surprised!” I thought about my wording and continued, “It’s my problem. I’m not ready.”

Cinder looked at me with a worried face and said, “Poor girl, doesn’t he have a problem with that?”

“I asked him about it.”

I clearly remembered the scene. After dating him for a month, I had deliberately brought up the topic when walking the dog with him.

I had to admit that Adenauer was a perfect date. He was gentle, mature, thoughtful, and attentive to details. And he could always get my jokes and reply with humor. But I had not invited him into my house, and we had never touched each other intimately.

However, I had been observing him, trying to see his desire from his expression or movement. But I could not find any signs that he wanted to have sex with me. Maybe he was too restrained and gentlemanly. But I could feel him trying to come into my life and advance our relationship.

“We had been dating for a month then. In the eyes of outsiders, we are a sweet couple. But I am not ready to go further. So, I asked why he had never asked for sex.”

Cinder asked with interest, “What did he say?”

It was a scene worth remembering for a long time.

Adenauer had stopped his steps under a huge linden tree and affectionately gazed at me on the side of the road, saying, “I’m no longer a teenager who has just reached puberty, so sex isn’t that important to me.”

He had taken my hand and gently rubbed the back of my hand with the pad of his thumb. And I could see how he valued me in his eyes.

I could feel he cared for, respected, and loved me every day. And it was his earnestness that had made me confirm with him again by asking, “It is not that important, but you still need it, right?”

Should I bet all my love on a notorious playboy? I had hesitated.

Facts had proved my hesitation was justified.

Aaron had easily taken back his love for me and hadn’t called me once during the past three years. When I had suffered from alcoholism in pain and been sent to the hospital at night, he had been dating his rich fiancée.

“Olive, what are you thinking?”

I seemed to hear Adenauer’s voice and see him wave his hand in front of my eyes.

I quickly regained my senses and blinked a few times, only to see Cinder waving her hand at the camera on the computer screen.

“Baby, why are you in a daze? What did he say?”

Only then did I realize I had thought of Aaron again! I had vowed to remove him from my heart, so I must not think about him anymore!

I quickly shook him out of my mind and told Cinder and Nick what Adenauer had said then.

“Olive, you met the right man,” Cinder said with emotions.

She imitated Adenauer’s deep voice and said, “If I were twenty, I would have felt disappointed. But now, I care more about how we get along with each other. These are the love words that only a mature man in his thirties can say! He is a reliable good man!”

I thought the same. But when I was about to echo her, Nick suddenly snorted and coldly said, “Maybe he is just impotent.”