His Domineering Lover

Thirza didn't smile. Maybe she dreamed again. These years, Steve often appeared in her dreams.

Sometimes she felt that Steve was looking at her nearby, but when she looked at that direction, no one was there. "It must because I miss him too much so that I have an illusion." Thirza thought.

She touched her forehead, still feeling groggy. She rubbed her eyes and found that she was not in the office.

It was white all around, and there was the smell of disinfectant in the air. She was in the hospital!

Thirza tried to recall what happened yesterday. She fainted when she was working on the drawing.

Nobody else in the office at that time. "Who sent me to the hospital? Is it him?

It must be Steve! It's Steve!" Thirza thought.

She was thrilled to jump out of the bed and ran toward the door.

"Steve, is that you?"

Snow was flying happily outside when seen from the corridor, a gust of wind blew in, Thirza was cold to shake.

"Thirza, why did you come out? You are sick. Go back quickly, or your cold will get worse!"

The person who shouted was Annie, a Chinese-US mixed-blood, who came after Thirza transferred to another school.

Because they both had stayed in the States for a long time, Thirza soon became a good friend of her.

"Annie, have you seen a blue-eyed man? Although I like to call him uncle, he is a very young stylish man."

Annie pushed her into the room and answered, "What blue-eyed uncle? I didn't see him."

"Then why are you here?"

"I forgot my drafts in the office, when I came back to get them, I happened to see you were in coma. Do you know I was scared to death?

You had a very serious fever, but you were still working and didn't go to see a doctor. Do you want to die?!"

Thirza heard it, feeling a little disappointed. "So, it's you who sent me here?"

"Sure. Then who else? Don't scare me like this next time."

Thirza touched her lips, feeling that she was kissed by someone. In a daze, the strength of that man conveyed to her body.

Although she had been away from Steve for many years, she still remembered how was it to be embraced by him.

"But I clearly felt that it was a pair of strong arms holding me to leave the office, how could you do that?!"

Thirza was sick, she was sober though.

"Of course, it's not me, I asked the taxi driver for help. Thirza, are you okay?"

"Well...Fine. I'm Okay." Thirza lowered her head in disappointment. She was highly expected that it was Steve.

"By the way, I made you some porridge. You were eager for it recently, aren't you?"

Thirza missed Steve's cook so much and she expressed the missing to Annie a few days ago.

"You made it? Isn't it dark food? I dare not to eat it, I could be poisoned." Thirza teased with smiles.

"Okay, little girl, the cooking took me much effort! If you don't eat it, don't regret it."

"Baby Annie, I'm joking with you. Give it to me."

Opening the lid, in the attractive smell, Thirza found it was the preserved egg and pork porridge. This thing strongly generated Thirza's saliva.

"Thank you!." "Hump. You're welcome."

Thirza took a spoonful of the porridge, just one bit brought Thirza back to a familiar sense.

Within a moment, her teardrop fell heavily. Annie's face was pale to see it. "Thirza! Why are you crying?! This porridge isn't poisoned! I promise! If you don't like it, just put it down." "Annie, it tasted the same as the porridge made by someone I know."

Steve, who was standing outside the ward stopped right after hearing Thirza's words. "It's been many years. She remembers it." Steve sighed.

Annie was surprised. "It's not

difficult to make this porridge. The

processes were simple and there

was not too much ingredient

needed. I think it's easy to make it

tasted similar."

"No, I can tell, the porridge he cooked was special. Annie, is this really made by you?" Thirza raised her head, asking.

"Certainly, then who else? Don't tell me you have gone crazy in missing your uncle."

Many men chased after Thirza these years, but they all got rejected.

"Why? Why don't you like me?"

"You're good overall, but I like uncle the most."

She rejected everyone with the same excuse, and it appealed to many uncles coming for her.

"Hi, little beauty, I heard that you like uncles. What do you think of me?"

"You're okay. But the uncle I like isn't like you."

"Then what kind of uncle do you like?"

"I like the uncle with blue eyes."

Someone spread this news out, few more uncles were attracted to come.

"Little darling, I'm a blue-eyed uncle. Can I be your boyfriend?"

"No, you can't."

"Why?"

"Because you don't have a 188 cm's height." Thirza left after saying these words.

A few days later, another uncle came. "Hey, look at me, I am 188 centimeters high with blue eyes." "No, you're not the president!"

It turned out the little girl liked the president. This requirement blocked most of the uncles.

Last Thirza's office signed a

contract w

another company, the

president of that company was an

uncle with 188 cm's height and blue eyes.

"I heard that Miss Xiao likes the blue-eyed mixed-blood uncle, and he must be a 188 cm's high president. I am meeting all your requirements, what about..."

Before his words finished, Thirza smiled and directly rejected, "Sorry, the uncle I like is unique in my heart, nobody could replace him."

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Thirza's tears fell into the porridge. "Annie, every time I see your blue eyes, I will miss him. I really miss him.

When I was sick in the past, he won't go to work but take care of me at home, cooking everything I liked for me." Annie handed Thirza a piece of tissue. "Thirza, don't cry. If you miss him so much, why don't you visit him?" "I'm afraid..."

"What?"

"I'm afraid that I couldn't leave him after I see him.

I wanted to stay with him forever."

"Then why not?"

"Because I made a bet with him, I also made a bet with myself. I would show him the best of me.

I don't want him to think of me as a child. I have grown up. In these years, no matter how I miss him, I never told him.

I am mature and I am able to deal with the difficulties alone. I don't need his comfort. It's not yet the time for us to meet, I can't see him."

At the door, Steve was a little sad to hear Thirza's saying. "What a stupid girl." He thought.

Everybody was struggling. In fact, how many people in this world were not struggling?