I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 858 Oh, What a Joy It Is to Be Young!

As the car approached the basement, Louis parked it and turned to unbuckle Daphne's seatbelt.

She looked at the man who was so close to her and softly said, "I can do it myself."

He then turned to face her, his nose almost touching hers. He looked her in the eyes and exhaled slowly, replying,

"If I don't do this, how can I find a reason to kiss you?"

Louis lowered his head and kissed Daphne's lips before she had a chance to respond.

Unlike the previous kiss at Leanna's house, this one was special. He placed his hand against the car door as support

and continued to intensify their kiss with a bit of tongue action.

Having a kiss in a basement was a first for Daphne. It was a little exciting with the cars coming and going, but she

was also concerned about being seen. Without realizing it, she moved the hand that was resting on her knee to

grab his shirt as her breathing became labored.

There wasn't much air in the car, and the basement had always been stuffy.

And before long, the lack of oxygen caused Daphne to feel lightheaded.

When Louis released her, he kissed the tip of her nose and mumbled, "Let's go upstairs."

They both got out of the car, and Louis walked over to Daphne's side, naturally holding her hand.

Daphne didn't argue and followed in his footsteps, a faint smile on her lips and a lowered gaze.

Anyone who saw them would assume that they were a deeply in love couple.

After they left, a light suddenly lit up in the basement's dim corner.

A man in a black jacket and a black baseball cap stood there, his eyes coldly watching where they were going. He

tossed the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot.

…

Daphne took Louis' clothes from the laundry room and handed them to him, saying, "Why don't you take a shower

first? I need to wash my hair, take off my makeup, and put on skincare, which will take me an hour or two."

During the time he occasionally stayed here, his presence had silently invaded a small part of her laundry room and

wardrobe.

Louis took the clothes and asked, "Do you have work tomorrow?"

"I'm having lunch with a producer, and I don't have anything scheduled for the afternoon," Daphne responded.

He added, "I only have one class tomorrow afternoon. Should we go to the movies?"

Pursing her lips, Daphne pushed him into the bathroom, saying, "We'll see. Hurry up, it's getting late. I need my

beauty sleep."

At night, Daphne struggled to fall asleep as she tossed and turned in bed.

For some reason, she felt restless and vaguely uneasy.

Could it be that someone else was going to steal her new drama?

After a while, she got up and went to get a glass of water.

She entered the living room and noticed Louis was still awake. A laptop was in front of him. She softly questioned,

"Can't sleep?"

Louis replied, "No, it's group work."

It had been a long time since Daphne heard the words "group work." She walked over with her cup of water and

asked, "What's the assignment?"

Louis mentioned a name, but Daphne had no idea what he was talking about and remained silent.

Then she casually said, "Alright. You do that. I'll go and read the script."

Just as Daphne was about to turn around, her wrist was grabbed.

Louis looked at her and raised his chin to gesture at the clock on the wall. "Aren't you supposed to be getting your

beauty sleep?"

Daphne said, "I'm having a little trouble falling asleep, but it's fine. I'm just going to read the script and—"

Louis pulled her and made her sit next to him. "Stay with me for a while since you can't sleep."

Daphne didn't refuse, so she looked at his computer screen, which was a string of data that she couldn't

understand.

This should be more sleep-inducing than her script.

While Daphne was reading, Louis took a blanket and draped it over her legs.

Soon, the sound of a keyboard typing filled the living room.

Daphne watched Louis' figure as she reclined back on the couch and grinned.

He's so handsome. Oh, what a joy it is to be young! She thought.

Possibly as a result of his boring data stimulating her brain or the calming sound of the keyboard, Daphne quickly

fell asleep. She yawned several times and then closed her eyes.

After some time, Louis sensed the silence from behind him. He turned around to find Daphne dozing off, so he

reached out and supported her head on his lap.

Since it was clearly more comfortable than her previous position, Daphne moved a little before nodding off once

more.

Louis gazed down at her with soft eyes.

After a while, he raised his head and resumed working on the group project.

…

The following morning, Daphne awoke in bed with a sore neck.

She exited the bedroom and looked around, noticing that Louis had left the room.

On the table, there was a cup of milk that was still warm and a note that said 'I left for class. I'll see you in the

afternoon.'

Daphne's eyes crinkled, and she drank the milk while sticking the note in the most visible place.

She pulled out her phone and began to explore the app. Which film should we watch this afternoon?

Just then, her phone rang, indicating a text message.

Daphne casually opened it and read the message. Her eyes widened, and the cup she was holding fell to the

ground, breaking into pieces.

She stood there, frozen, her face rapidly losing color.

The message contained just one picture, and she could barely make out that it was a nude picture.

…

At noon, as Louis exited the classroom, the counselor approached him and asked, "Louis, have you considered what

I told you yesterday?"

"I appreciate your kind offer, but I don't intend to go," Louis said in his response.

The counselor furrowed his brows slightly and asked, "Why? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Oxford

University specifically requested you to go."

After a pause, the counselor continued, "Are you reluctant to leave your relatives and friends here? Don't worry,

you will only be an exchange student for two years. By then, you will not only receive a degree from Oxford

University but also from our school. This is truly—"

Louis interrupted him, "I know it's a rare opportunity, but I have really considered it. I don't want to go. Please ask

someone else."

After finishing his words, Louis nodded apologetically to the counselor and quickly walked away.

The counselor sighed deeply as he watched him walk away.

Just as Louis was about to reach the bottom of the stairs, a classmate came up to him and remarked, "Louis, your

cousin is looking for you."

Louis paused slightly and questioned, "Who?"

"He said he's your cousin and has something important to give you. He was here earlier but he didn't see you, so

he's waiting for you at the school gate."

Louis replied, "I see. Thank you."

This visitor didn't pique Louis' interest in the slightest. He didn't have a cousin, so he obviously wouldn't pay

attention to someone he didn't know.

He immediately made his way to the dorm after leaving the academic building.

Precisely as he approached the dormitory building's entrance, he heard a voice behind him say, "Louis."

He turned around and saw a man wearing a black duckbill cap not far away. Then, Louis spoke slowly, one word at

a time, with a solemn expression on his face. "How dare you show up in front of me again?"