His Domineering Lover

Thirza left. Tina looked at Steve's reddish eyes and understood very well. "I get it, Steve. I know how it feels like to have your most loved one torn away from you." "With all due respect, you don't, madam. She's been spoiled ever since she was born by me."

"Who can say for sure that she will really adapt to even one thing over there?"

"The birds gotta leave the nest, Steve. I believe Thirza can do a good job by herself."

Steve walked out with heavy footsteps. Watching a plane fly by in the air, he knew Thirza had really left.

He was the one who made the decision, but at this moment, he felt as if he had lost the most precious treasure.

Even if he had said and said about all the things she had to take care of herself, by the time she really left, he still wished he could catch the next plane to go with her. With this thought in mind, he bought the next flight and chased her to Milan.

When he came to her school, he did not dare to meet her. All he could do was to ask from others and learned that Thirza had finished the registration procedures. Steve walked alone on the shady campus, looking at Thirza from a distance, who had already blended in with her classmates.

She had always been a cheering person who could make friends quite easily.

He was over-worried indeed. Thirza had grown up like she herself said. She was not a mere child anymore.

Steve was relieved and left. As he left, Thirza seemed to sense something and turned around, only to find no one standing afar.

And she thought to herself, "How could he be here? I'm just missing him so much."

From that day on, Steve was surrounded by many women, all of whom used to be afraid of Thirza.

Upon knowing that Thirza had left Steve, the women had flocked over.

A wealthy and meticulous man like Steve was the Mr. Right any woman could ever dream of.

And he was in his primes, having got a car and his own villa, as well as the prospering company.

Thirza rarely contacted Steve after she went to school. It was not that she had forgotten Steve, but she dared not.

Every time she talked to Steve and heard his voice, she would feel like crying, and her feelings that had been suppressed in her heart would break out.

And Steve also decided to let her do as she willed and would not pester her any more. No matter how much he missed her, he would not call her.

He scrolled through her posts over and over again, being a part of her life in such a way.

She was so good that he didn't have to worry about her.

The two of them, who used to stick together wherever they went, were like two swans that had parted their ways once and for all.

Thirza had had the idea of sneaking back to see him more than a dozen times in the first month. She wanted nothing more than the warm embrace of Steve.

However, she also knew that this was a test that Steve deliberately had on her to see whether their relationship could withstand the test of time and distance or not.

Every time Thirza missed Steve, she would bury herself with books. She took part in many competitions and got tons of rewards.

Steve, being in Country S, lost no track of Thirza's doing. Every time Thirza won an award, she would receive a special gift within three days.

Sometimes it was a delicate sapphire, and sometimes it was a leaf made into a specimen.

There was no card or any clue from which she could tell who it was from, but Thirza knew it was from Steve.

Just like how she knew that he had come to Milan, and that he had come to her own school, but did not come to see her.

Both of them knew that if they met each other, the missing would break through everything. She would stop at nothing to be with him again.

It was getting colder and colder, and the first snow fell in Milan. This was her first winter without Steve.

Thirza was wearing a down jacket and a big scarf that Steve had sent to her a month in advance.

It was the style and color that she liked. Not to mention the clothes, even the tampons she needed would be sent here.

Although he was not with her, he always took care of her in his own way.

"Steve, I miss you, really miss you."

Thirza asked someone to take a lot of photos for her, and in each one of them, she was smiling very brightly. She would take photos in the

her.

clothes that Steve hauel.net

Then she sent them to him. Although there would never be any response from Steve, she knew that the person would definitely keep looking at it.

Just like how she would listen repeatedly to the voice chat the two of them had before.

She was never the kind of person who liked to cry. But in the short span of six months, she cried many times, and the darker the night got, the harder she would cry.

However, she was a very stubborn person in her bones. Steve had always regarded her as a child and felt that she was on the spur of the moment.

She also had to tell Steve that she was not. She had her own persistence and she would hang on to the end!

Steve saved the photos sent by her and had them printed. Thirza didn't know that all the walls in her old room were covered with her photos.

For many times, Steve slept in her room, as if she was by his side and never left him.

Perhaps because of the solitude, Thirza felt that this winter was particularly wet, cold, and long.

She would, in the past, celebrate New Year back at home with Steve and her whole family. But this year, she chose not to.

Even Tracey called her three times, but she didn't go back with the excuse of study.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

She had been holding on for so long. What if she saw Steve and all her persistence collapsed?

Steve did not go back, either. One was in Milan, and the other was in Country S.

Thirza got a huge bunny for New Year. It was exactly the kind that she liked but in different colors.

He couldn't come over her to spend the New Year with her and as if this bunny was the incarnation of his miss and love for her.

Gradually, after a year, Thirza had adapted to Milan and fallen in love with this country.

Her design was getting better and better. She had already established her own studio while she was still in senior high school.

She specialized in jewelry design

and clothing design, and there were

many high-end studios in Milan.

Without relying on Tracey's

influence, Thirza made a name for

herself.

As she busied herself with work every day, whenever she had time, she would still think of that man.

Was he still waiting for her? Did he have a girlfriend? He heard from Serena that Tracey personally went to America to arrange a date for him.

Would whoever that date be beautiful, charming, and understanding? Or was she a little fireball like she was?

Thirza looked at herself in the mirror. After three years, she seemed almost like a totally different person already.

She was about 5.5 feet tall now and greatly took after Tracey, with a tinge of sultry sensation about her appearance. Her physique developed quite remarkably and her face turned oval from the round way it used to be. Her outstanding looks had attracted her countless pursuers.