Chapter 68 - Cant tolerate this disgust look. (2/2)
Her fists got clenched and she gritted her teeth. Without another word, she dashed out of the room to find him. 'That's enough. That bastar* hasn't got enough. He dared to kidnap. He is ridiculous. '
She was searching in each and every room of the mansion. She knew it wasn't the Wang Palace. It was some other property owned by him. She was slamming the doors hard to search him.
The maids were staring at her but none of them came forward to ask her or stop her. She assumed that may be they were ordered by Deming.
After almost checking all the, she got the she was searching. She spotted Deming sitting on the couch of a room, putting his head at the back of the couch and blankly staring at the ceiling. She stepped inside and charged in a blazing tone, ”Are you sick? What's the meaning of bringing me here and that too without my consent. What's....”.
The words remained deep in her throat when she her eyes crossed over the bed and the lady lying on it. Several tubes and machines were attached to her body. But who was she? And why did he bring her here?
Deming lifted his head and looked straight at Lifen, ”So now you know. What happened, you don't have any words to say any further? Where are your hallow accusations? Won't you accuse me or now you got who is actually to be accused?”
Lifen was confused with his words, ”What do you mean?”
In another second, Deming stood up and lunged forward, grabbing Lifen's arm roughly, ”Don't you know? Or do you want to pretend?”
The grip of his hand was really tight and was exuding much strength. Soon the pain took over her eyes, ”It hurts”. And in the next second her arms were released.
Deming was shocked with his involuntary action but he didn't gave any second thought to it, ”My mere tight grip hurts you so much. Then what about me? What should I do for the pain which you have charged on me?”
His eyes were filled with pain and helplessness. Lifen's heart ached, seeing him like this. Tears got tripped out of her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
She was still confused of his words. What does he mean by the 'pain charged on by me'? How have I cause in pain?
She gently stepped forward to comfort him but he swatted away her hand as if it was most disgusting thing to touch in this whole world. She wasn't able to collect anything from his words. She wanted to ask him but the way he is looking at her, filled with animosity and disgust, she wasn't able to form the sentences.
She was feeling itching pain in her heart. All these years, was she waiting for him to feel this pain? What was her fault after all? She can't tolerate this disgust look for her in his eyes.