Chapter 1149 His Decision (1/2)
When Michelle woke up the next morning, she had a bad headache. She thought again of Jacob's cold and cruel rejection of her right before she had fainted.
Her love for him throughout time had been forgotten, and what had once been adoration had finally turned into resentment. Every time she thought of those bitter memories, she felt like she was being stabbed in the heart while she was being suffocated, which was driving her insane!
Michelle raised her hand to rub her aching brow and then slowly opened her eyes. What appeared before her was a familiar and handsome face.
Ray was still sleeping at that moment. His hand, which rested on the curvy side of her body, seemed to feel her movement. Instinctively, he fumbled and held on to her hand tightly.
Michelle stared at him. The sunlight shone through the blinds on his face with a soft glow. The dangerous aura in her beautiful eyes seemed to disappear in an instant. Her heart seemed to have been unburdened of something. It was both throbbing painfully and at the same time filled her with reassurance.
She had never felt this way before. It was like taking a long soak in warm water, as if the sun outside the window was shining right into her heart, melting her resistance and frigid pain.
Michelle couldn't help but laugh at herself. It seemed that Ray somehow always managed to appear when she was the most depressed and helpless. She wasn't always comforted by his presence, but seemed to have gotten used to his appearance, even counting on it.
Ray opened his eyes but didn't even look at Michelle. He said in a hoarse voice, ”Just tell me straight when you're ready to do it.”
Michelle was speechless. . . . . . The tenderness he had shown her earlier had become little more than an illusion!
Michelle got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.
Ray smiled lightly. He lazily got up, rolled out of bed, and hugged her from behind. He put his head over her shoulder and rubbed against her. ”Last night you talked in your sleep.”
”Oh, what did I say?” Michelle didn't know why she had bothered to ask that. She just wanted to say something, anything perhaps. It might even have been because she had been seeing Ray for a while now and had been infected by his affections. But then, perhaps even feeling a little ashamed, she immediately changed her tone, ”Fuck you!”
Ray smiled, apparently ignoring her vile response. He kissed her neck and as they stood illumined under the shining sun, gently said, ”How about... . . . . . We get out of here!”