Chapter 533 - Restart
Here is Chapter 533 of "No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother": "Seven, what I want, you can give. If you want to date, Iâll accompany you,... Donât miss it!
"Seven, what I want, you can give. If you want to date, Iâll accompany you, okay?" Christopher looked at Sevenâs calmness, but felt increasingly unsettled.He would rather Seven be angry at him. He wanted her to question him, why hadnât he come to find her? He wished she would vent her dissatisfaction on him. However, Seven didnât do anything; she remained cold and indifferent.
"Christopher, weâre not the same people we were seven years ago. You should be more mature. Donât weigh victory and defeat so heavily, especially in friendship and love. Sincerity is enough; thereâs no need to be overly competitive."
"And what about you? Can you honestly say thereâs no place for me in your heart? Can you say youâre not here dating just out of spite against me?" Christopher, confident from somewhere, insisted that Seven liked him.
Listening to Christopherâs presumptuous explanations, Seven took a deep breath and calmly said, "Christopher, Iâm someone who follows my heart. I wonât compromise myself, whether in work or in love, I wonât compromise."
"Itâs the same for you. Weâre both too stubborn, so in those seven years, neither of us sought the other; I didnât ask you for an explanation, and you didnât willingly give me one. Our stubbornness stemmed from not liking each other enough, do you understand?"
"Look at Liam and Maya, two stubborn people, yet they can change for each other and care about each otherâs feelings. Despite experiencing so many things, they can still be together because they love each other. But we are different; perhaps we love ourselves more."
"Christopher, Iâve truly moved on from you. I want to start a new life. If I had even the slightest bit of unresolved feelings for you, I wouldnât be speaking to you so calmly. If you have any feelings left for me, please acknowledge my sentiments and donât impose your emotions on me, thank you."
Sevenâs heart was calm regarding Christopher, hence her steadiness. Christopherâs emotions were too self-centered. Sheâs no longer young and didnât want to follow his pace blindly; she wanted a stable life, not one overshadowed by his matters, worried for him daily.
Faced with Sevenâs candor, Christopher was at a loss for words.
Seven had said so much, even using Liam and Maya as an example, but the only thing he took away was one point.
She said that in those seven years, they hadnât sought each other out or resolved things due to not loving each other enough, allowing misunderstandings to accumulate and become irreparable.
Sevenâs analysis left Christopher stunned; he admitted she made sense.
However, he was sure he did have feelings for Seven. If time could be reversed, he would surely have sought her out and offered an explanation.
Now, as Christopher looked at Seven before him, he felt she was more mature and charming than before, making him even more reluctant to let go.
She was no longer the pampered, reckless heiress. She was becoming more feminine and articulate, no longer as arrogant. She evaluated everything thoughtfully. He liked the former Seven, but he liked this independent, confident, earnest living Seven even more.
So, despite Sevenâs urging for him to let go, he was unwilling and wanted to be with her even more.
He then took a deep breath, grabbed Sevenâs hand, and solemnly said, "Seven, things arenât as you think. Can we start over?"
"Christopher, weâre not young anymore; we shouldnât restart with a mistaken decision. Maybe I havenât seen you clearly, but Iâve seen myself clearly." Faced with Christopherâs persistence, Seven couldnât dissuade him and used herself to illustrate her point, saying she no longer liked him.
Looking at Sevenâs calm gaze, seeing her so composed, his heart inexplicably ached, as if he saw no hope in her eyes.
Yet he didnât want to let go. In the past, he hadnât put in the effort. This time, he wanted to try hard to prove to Seven that his love was enough, back then was just immaturity.
But he knew he couldnât pressure Seven now. The more he pushed, the more she would resist.
Therefore, he seriously said, "Seven, Iâll give you time to consider; I wonât bring up past matters. You mustnât avoid me. If a year later, you havenât found someone you like, weâll start fresh."
"Of course, I have my reasons for saying this. If within a year, you donât find someone you like, itâs bound to be because thereâs still a place for me in your heart. At that time, youâll have no grounds to refuse starting anew. What do you think?"
To ease Sevenâs guard against him and lessen her aversion, Christopher resorted to using a delaying tactic.
Seven looked at Christopherâs very serious expression, nodded, and replied, "Alright."
Anyway, sheâs already planned to get married within a year; she didnât believe she wouldnât find a suitable person given a year.
She thought maybe the next date might just be wonderful. But, to find peace, she simply agreed to Christopher.
"Seven, have you been waiting long?" Right after they finished discussing the one-year agreement, a handsome man, fair and clear, appeared before them. He looked somewhat familiar and naturally addressed Seven as Seven, suggesting familiarity.
Seven lifted her head, giving the man an appraising look from top to bottom. He wore a suit, covered with a mid-length wool coat, looked very neat, comfortable, and attractive.
When he smiled at Seven, it felt warm like sunshine. He stood approximately 188 centimeters tall.
This was the best-looking date Seven had since she started dating, no less appealing than Christopher.
Seven furrowed her brow, stared at the man for a moment, still couldnât recall if she knew him.
"Donât remember me? Ian Hobbs."
"Ian Hobbs?" Seven still couldnât recall.
"Secretary Hobbsâs son."
"Oh! Ian Hobbs, I remember! You sat behind me in sophomore year." When the man mentioned Secretary Hobbs, Seven suddenly recalled.
What surprised her was that the quiet, fair school nerd from back then had grown so tall and handsome; Seven was quite astonished, with a slightly excited expression.
She didnât expect the dating prospect Ian Hobbs to be her classmate.
If he hadnât mentioned it, Seven wouldnât have realized she once had a classmate named Ian Hobbs.
"Seven, you remember me!" The man, seeing Seven recognized him, smiled even brighter.
Nearby, Christopherâs expression immediately changed at Ianâs appearance.
While seeing Gary earlier, he thought Madam Murrayâs chosen dates were probably all alike, so did not take it seriously. Yet he didnât expect Ian Hobbs, their classmate, Secretary Hobbsâs son, would show up.