Chapter 240 - Filled Only With His Hug
Chapter 240: Filled Only With His Hug
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Cries.
His ear was filled with her crying, her delicate body was deathly cold. Huo Beichen had just realized that there wasn’t a single umbrella around and he had no way to get one.
Forget it. With no other choice, he awkwardly lifted his arms and sheltered Tang Mo’er’s head with his hands.
Caught up in the whirlwind of emotions, she didn’t seem to notice, or perhaps she was past the point of caring.
Tang Mo’er continued crying for a long time until she finally became too exhausted. Spinning around she trudged along the shore, her steps slow and heavy.
Huo Beichen’s arms were still in mid-air, he looked at her back view and felt somewhat irritated. This woman was so rude she didn’t even thank him.
They walked back to the streets and Huo Beichen chased at her heels. “Hey, Tang Mo’er, get in my car, I’ll take you home.”
Tang Mo’er held herself together with her two slender arms, scratching the delicate skin under her clothing. It was almost as though she hadn’t heard him. She continued to walk forward without turning back.
“Hey, Tang Mo’er, what’s wrong with you? The rain is getting heavier, you’d better get in my car!” Huo Beichen ran over and caught Tang Mo’er’s slender arm.
Tang Mo’er pushed him away with all her might and started running away.
Screech!
A car hurtled out of the darkness and the driver slammed on the brakes. The luxurious Aston Martin stopped mere centimeters from Tang Mo’er, barely missing her.
Tang Mo’er fell on the ground in a pathetic heap.
In the prestigious car, due to the heavy rain, the windshield wipers were moving at a high speed, but the chauffeur still wasn’t able to have a clear sight of the road. In an anxious voice, he reported, “Sir, I may have hit someone.”
In the backseat, the temperature outside was dangerously low and it wasn’t any better inside the car. Under the faint lighting in the car, the man was almost entirely hidden in the back seat. As they drove past the street lamps, one could catch a glimpse of his perfect facial features.
The man wore a crisp black shirt and his trousers were tailored around his long legs, his black pupils piercing and focused like an eagle in the dark night. From just one glance at him, one could tell he had profound life experience that had given him a cold and ruthless countenance.
“Go and take a look.” The man commanded emotionlessly.
“Understood.” The chauffeur was about to open the car door, when Huo Beichen appeared at the scene and picked up Tang Mo’er from the ground. Not giving her a chance to refuse, he carried her away and placed her inside his Ferrari.
“Sir, that person was just taken away.”
“Hmpf.” The man didn’t seem to care one way or another. “Start driving then.”
Tang Mo’er was still in Huo Beichen’s arms when the prestigious car passed the pair.
…
In the Ferrari sports car.
Huo Beichen placed Tang Mo’er on the passenger’s seat. In her current state, she was soaked to the bone and looked broken and pathetic, completely unlike her usual self. Not only that, the injuries across her body were a raw and patchy red that contrasted deeply with her fair white skin.
There wasn’t a distinct area where she had injured herself as it seemed to be all over her body. Bloody gashes and cuts littered all over her fingers and feet, having been wounded in the pond earlier. Adding on the ordeal with the Aston Martin just now, her knees were scraped and bleeding.
When he looked at her tiny face, he let out an exasperated sigh. There were small blood stains on her tiny face as she sat listlessly on the passenger seat. Wet, clumpy hair covered more than half of her pale face and she murmured painfully, “It hurts, it really hurts…”
“Hey, Tang Mo’er, where does it hurt? Tell me clearly so I can help. ” Huo Beichen looked in her eyes frantically.
She was a total mess. Just look at the way she’d behaved like a mad woman earlier, then she was almost been hit by a car and killed herself! What the hell was she thinking!
He very much preferred her arrogant self.
Tang Mo’er’s nerves were hurting everywhere, she felt as though there was something eating through her blood and chewing down on her bones. It hurt. Yet she couldn’t stop herself scratching deep into her skin, breaking through the icy-cold layer to scratch herself raw. She needed to get it out, it was driving her insane!
Soon enough, more bloody streaks appeared on her fair neck, causing ugly welts on her previously flawless skin.
It was painful to look at.
Grabbing her wrists, Huo Beichen didn’t allow her to scratch herself any further. “Stop scratching, Tang Mo’er. What’s wrong with you? Don’t you care about yourself anymore? You’ve scratched yourself so much your skin is all torn and bloody.”
Tang Mo’er shivered but didn’t respond. All that floated around in her mind was that familiar, protective hug of a certain person. She recalled his scent when he pulled her into his arms, the feel of his lips when he kissed her, how he fed her and took care of her, the deep intonations of his voice…
The tears wouldn’t stop falling.