Chapter 173 - Wait for me. (1/2)

”Are you breaking up?”, Deming asked sharply jabbing his own heart painfully.

Lifen didn't responded, rather kept mum. When she said she was confused, then she really meant it. Not only because of earlier scenes she had encountered but in her heart she was getting a sense of hasty decisions.

Not getting her response, Deming felt completely broken. He has lost her again. His body felt weak from inside but no one can tell this looking his uptight posture.

Lifen turned to look back at him. Just a look into his eyes and she knew the pain he was feeling inside. She wanted to step forward and console him but her steps didn't proceed further. She wanted to hug him and tell him, ”Don't lose. Be patient and wait for me. I will sort out my confusions and be back to you soon. Wait for me”.

But she can't tell him this at this time. She wasn't testing him this time, she was testing herself. Was she still capable to love someone? Because she knew the changes she has undergone in this two years and has also come across the changes, he has done in himself for her.

”Deming! I hope you can understand my inner turmoil. We can talk about it later”, she said without looking at him.

Seeing the way she was ignoring him, he nodded his head in discomfiture, ”Fine...I will do as you asked. You need time and space. Good. You asked for a break...”, he didn't continued further and just left.

He drove aimlessly on the lonely roads of London. It wasn't lonely, people were enjoying themselves everywhere around. But it said, happiness or liveliness only comes when you give a small window for them. When you feel emptiness inside, no matter how many people surrounds you, you will still feel empty. There presence won't help you.

Don't know after how many hours of drive, the car was pulled up in a dark alley. He tried hard to start the engine again but it didn't worked.

Out of frustration, he banged his fist hard on the steering hard, enough to bruise his fair knuckles. When noticed the fuel tank of the car was pointing at zero.

He stepped out of the car and pulled out his phone to make a call, ”Where are you? Wanna share few drinks with me?”

”Nope Boss! I am busy with my stuffs”, Rick's panting voice came. It was enough to know with which stuffs he was busy with.

Deming hummed in response, ”I see. Carry on then. I will hang up”.

”Ho ho ho wait, wait a second. Am I hearing something wrong. The devil of my love and erotic life, the great Boss, the great Wang Deming, isn't forcing me to comply with your demands”, Rick said mockingly still unable to believe.