"Crazy bastard?" David surprisingly wasn't angered by this. He had been called many different names — a lunatic, the devil, demented …Humans were as such. They labeled others with special words when others behaved in ways that defied common understanding.David didn't see himself as a lunatic. However, he was willing to let it slide if the person labeling him was Rebecca. "So be it. Call me what you, if it makes you feel better."He let go of her hair, his eyes trained downward. He couldn't tell if his words were for Rebecca or for himself. When he looked up again, all he could see was the same uncaring look, with none of the warmth from the previous day to be seen.Since she could see through his pretenses, there was no need for him to continue acting. Moreover, he thought it would be better for him to be his usual self. It would make her feel less disgusted, and he would be happier dropping all pretenses anyway.Rebecca was bewildered. She couldn't figure out the meaning behind
Rebecca turned her head toward the source of the sound with an innocent expression. Her pale face was scarred red because of the napkins. She looked extremely pitiful in this state.David stopped in his tracks and his expression darkened. Rebecca became more afraid when she saw this. Her mind went blank as she watched David approach her. However, her body leaned back against the chair on its own accord when David stopped in front of her and held out his hand to her. Since there was limited space, there was nowhere for her to hide.David didn't continue. His hand halted in mid-air when he saw her avoid him.Although there was no change in his expression, she could still feel that his mood had worsened. Anyone's mood would turn sour at such a blatant display of disgust, what more the high and mighty Mr. Winston.All this while, he was the one who looked down on others, but never the other way round. Rebecca shuddered at the thought. She opened her mouth and tried to find an excus
The sun was hanging high in the sky outside the hotel. David's bodyguards who had surrounded Sam and Caleb had left. They even cleaned the puddle of blood on the ground before they left. It was as if this morning's incident never happened. It wasn't long before the brothers were left stranded on the empty road. It was a hot day, but they felt a chill."Sam, what should we do now?" They were unwilling to give up and had been standing there for some time. However, nothing would come about if they continued standing under the sun, and they felt strange not doing anything.Sam pursed his lips as he tried to think of an answer. His eyes were still glued to the semi-transparent thick glass panel. He hoped to catch a glimpse of Rebecca through that glass. However, his rational mind told him that it was impossible. She had followed David into the elevator and the last time he caught sight of her happened too quickly.He sucked in a deep breath and retracted his gaze. "Let's go back to t
At the hotel, Rebecca quickly finished getting ready. After changing out her clothes, she suddenly had the thought of hiding in the bedroom and not getting out.The confusion that had originally arisen at night had now resurfaced, and it was gradually eating away at her. She looked at her reflection in the mirror, her mind racing.She wasn't sure if it was the mist in the bathroom or if she had cried too much today, but her face had an abnormal flush. She looked pitiable and distressed, especially with her reddened eyes.Rebecca herself didn't realize that this was how she looked to David earlier. She looked so ... Although she didn't remember the past five years and didn't know what she was like during that time, her intuition told her that this wasn't it.She wasn't a wallflower that clung to others or like a bird locked inside a cage. How did she end up like this? This couldn't be it.Was it because David had taken care of her for a month, and so she had already changed to
Rebecca didn't stay shocked for long. After locking eyes with David, she got up from the couch. She hid all her emotions and asked monotonously, "Since this outfit is too childish for you, what do you think I should wear?"David glanced at her and was about to respond when there was a knock on the door. It was none other than Randy, who had been with them during this time. David didn't like to close doors, and the top floor was usually empty, so the room's door was left open. He just had to turn and see the person at the door.It might have been her imagination, but when Rebecca glanced at Randy, she could feel the hatred in his eyes directed at her. Before she could look closer, Randy had already shifted his gaze.She also retracted her gaze helplessly. Randy was here looking for David, and it seemed like it was serious given his stern tone. "Mr. Winston."Because Rebecca was present, Randy didn't explain further. He just glanced behind him before turning his gaze back to David,
Rebecca had changed into a red dress. It was a simple spaghetti-strap gown. Even though it was simple, it exuded an elegant and classy aura. Rebecca was also already beautiful. Along with the dress, her charm was accentuated.The green gown she wore for last night's dinner made her look like a woodland fairy. This fiery red dress turned her into a princess who danced on the peaks of a mountain in an enchanted forest. Even without any makeup, she still drew attention to herself.Rebecca seemed to have hastily put on this dress. She didn't even bother to style her hair. She simply took down her ponytail and was now casually running her fingers through it.She saw David standing before her when she pushed the door open. Her tone carried a hint of urgency. "Did I exceed the time limit? Is the outfit too childish? Is this going to embarrass you when we go out?"The restless tone of her voice immediately brought David back to his senses. His dark eyes landed on her beautiful face and he
Rebecca soon reemerged from the room. She had a good figure, and the blue-and-white dress she put on fit her perfectly. She looked elegant and graceful in it. The puffed sleeves concealed all the scars on her shoulders and arms, leaving no visible signs of them.As she exited the bedroom, she realized Randy was not around anymore. Only David stood near the bar, swirling red wine in his glass.Because of the conversation they had in the bedroom, Rebecca looked displeased. She spoke impatiently, "I'm ready now. Where are we going?"It felt as if she were giving orders to a bodyguard, except she didn't have a specific destination in mind.However, David didn't seem to mind her attitude. He stood up from the stool and stuffed one hand in his pocket. He looked down at Rebecca, metaphorically and literally.He must have been satisfied with her outfit this time. He put down his wine glass and chirped, "I'll take you out for lunch."Rebecca furrowed her brows. She glanced at the nearby d
"Nothing to be happy about." David repeated her words and chuckled. He raised his gaze. "Ms. Johnson, are you implying that being with me doesn't make you happy?"Wasn't this an obvious fact? Who wouldn't be uneasy being around a lunatic? If they were in medieval times, this man would be a despicable, despotic tyrant. Being around a person like him would surely make anyone uneasy.Moreover, just two hours ago, he had used her brothers and random strangers to threaten her.She could forgive everything else.But Rebecca didn't dare speak her mind around David. She had figured out that he was more lenient if she played along. The more she resisted, the more forceful he would become. On the other hand, if she played her part as he wanted, he might be in a better mood and the issue would pass.Even if Rebecca put on a lousy act, David would still eat it up.Rebecca carefully chose her words. "In my current state, being with you doesn't necessarily make me unhappy. "For instance, t