38 No Use Begging (1/2)

”Relax. I won't commit suicide.” Xia Ruoxin struggled out of his grasp, and so he loosened his hold. She picked up the rag and continued to wipe the other windows. ”I won't die. If I die, you have no one to exact your revenge with.” She said it with indifference lacing her voice as if she was resigned to her fate. She was mocking someone else and yet hurting herself at the same time.

She couldn't deny that what he felt for her was hate. Nothing further.

”Enough!” he growled as he put his hands down. ”Do you find joy in going against me? Have you never thought of begging me?” This woman really had a stubborn streak about her. Why can't she beg him? Why?

”Beg you?” Xia Ruoxin could only smile. It was such a half-hearted effort that the corners of her lips curled weakly. ”Have you forgotten? I tried begging you but you never relented. So, why should I? For what?”

She turned around and left him with a view of her back.

Beg, would it do any good?

Beg, would he have let her off?

Chu Lui's eyes turned a few shades darker as if someone had taken all the light out of them—it was scary and infinite.

”That's enough, Xia Ruoxin.” He repeated and then closed his eyes. When they opened once more, he had calmed his emotions. The moment he saw Luo Sha who had cowered at the side, he stopped in his tracks and issued her a cold and hard warning. ”If you ever let her do these chores in the future, I will skin you alive.”

Luo Sha nodded, dumbfounded as she thought to herself, ”I thought you said to let her do everything? How come she does not have to do anything now?”

Xia Ruoxin simply lowered her head slightly as she put both her hands on her stomach. Through the full-length windows, she could see the man leaving followed by the departure of a black sedan.

She stood there for a long time, like a mannequin with a porcelain white face. No matter how much sunlight fell, it would not warm up.

She had locked herself in the bedroom again. What was she supposed to do if she was not a maid?