535 Chapter 535: It Give It Up (1/2)

Some noble ladies would put their luxurious handbags or jewelry up for auction. Kylie, however, was unwilling to sell what Ethan had sent her.

Therefore, she decided to create a drawing on her own.

Unfortunately, she didn't have the basic skills of painting, so she had to copy a masterpiece.

She planned to draw splendid sunflowers, but they gradually became rape flowers, then turned to be a mess of bright colors.

”Fine.” Kylie was annoyed and put the pen down. ”I give it up.”

Ethan fastened the buttons of his shirt, walking towards Kylie. He hugged her waist from the back and said with a smile, ”I don't know my wife is a fauvism painter.”

”I can't put this up for the auction.” Kylie turned to help Ethan fasten his tie.

Ethan bent for Kylie's convenience.

”Help me, baby.” Kylie acted like a 3-year-old girl.

”What do you want to draw?” Ethan supported Kylie's waist to help her relax.

”Whatever, it's up to you now.” Kylie handed the pen to Ethan.

The oil brush turned two circles in Ethan's agile fingers. ”How about abstraction?” He observed the drawing for a while before he began to paint. When he focused on painting, he looked like a young, energetic artist.

Kylie stood right by his side. In the beginning, she didn't see what Ethan was going to paint because he used a lot of dark colors.

It didn't seem to be abstraction art, and Kylie even felt a little depressed.

She thought to herself that Ethan might remember some of his unhappy memories.

To Kylie's astonishment, the drawing looked utterly different an hour later under Ethan's help.

The rapeseed fields became a beautiful beach, and layers of mountains were large clouds now with faint moonlight falling from the gaps, which illuminated several shells and a line of footprints on the beach.

”Do you like it?” he said in a deep voice.

Tears welled up in Kylie's eyes. This drawing was the picture of the night when Stephen was caught.

She couldn't tell whether she liked it or not, but her heart ached for Ethan.

She blamed herself for Stephen's death and couldn't sleep well because of it.

Ethan felt for her and had said nothing to tell her to forget Stephen.

He must be in greater pain than her.

If Stephen were still alive, he could still compete against Stephen to get her.

However, Stephen was dead now, and he could never compete against a dead man, nor wipe Stephen's name from Kylie's mind.

”I like you.” Kylie threw herself into Ethan's arms. ”I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored your feelings.”

”Sure.” Kylie raised a smile and stood on her tiptoes, trying to kiss Ethan. Ethan pressed her waist to stop her from using great force and bent to let her kiss him in a comfortable position.

When their lips touched each other, Kylie closed her eyes to enjoy the familiar sweet smell.