Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection - Season 1 Episode 15

“Tabatha!” Walter, who was under me, roared, and then I was tossed on the ground by him.

I was sober a little after I puked. I looked up at the man in front of me who was covered in my vomit and figured that if it were legal to eat people, he would have eaten me alive by now. I got a bit scared when looking at him, and therefore I played weak and said, “Stop glaring at me like that. I’m scared.”

He seemed so angry that he actually laughed. He lifted me up and snorted, “You know that you should be scared?”

As I was about to say something, he took off his coat and threw it neatly into the trash can. Then he bent down, picked me up, and strode out of the KTV.

He threw me in the car, and I didn’t dare say anything. I was still in a hangover, and though I was conscious, I was weak all over. If I did get into an argument with him, I might piss him off, and he’d just throw me in a ditch somewhere. So, I might as well keep my mouth shut.

I was in the car for a while. After a long time, he still didn’t get in. Seeing that, I wanted to get off, but the door was locked, and I couldn’t. Helpless, I could only lean against the seat to make myself feel better.

After a long while, there was a bang coming from the door.

I was startled and opened my eyes only to see that Walter was getting in the car with a completely different outfit. So, he went to change? How dainty.

I didn’t bother to say anything and closed my eyes.

Without saying anything, he started the car. I had my eyes closed, and after he drove for a while, I noticed something wrong. River City was big, but whether he was going to take me to the hotel or back to Water Villa, we should have been there already.

Yet there was no sign of the car stopping at all. I couldn’t help but open one eye and look out of the car. It was dark outside, without the lights of the city, only the shadows of trees shining in the moonlight.

Mountain road!

Thinking of these two words, I opened my eyes wide and turned to the man next to me, saying with astonishment, “Where are you taking me?”

He held on to the steering wheel, his handsome profile cold in the darkness. Hearing my voice, he didn’t look at me. Instead, he said in a low, calm voice, “You’re awake?”

I couldn’t help but swallow, a little scared. It was the middle of the night. What if he was taking me to the mountains, because he was so angry with me that he was going to kill me and dump my body in the wilderness?

I took a deep breath and looked at him. “Walter, I want to go home. I’m telling you. If anything happens to me, my parents will go after you. If I die, my parents will never agree to you and Ashley being together.”

He slowed the car and looked at me. “Tabatha, stop being st* pid.”

I pressed my lips and was about to speak when he had already stopped the car.

I looked outside the car. There was no road ahead, and we were already at the top of the hill. I had no idea why he brought me here. I opened the door and got out of the car. By this time, the alcohol had worn off, and I had the strength to walk.

He was faster than me and got out of the car before I did. When I got out of the car, he wrapped his arms around my waist, half-hugged me, and carried me to the top of the mountain.

I wanted to push him away. It was quite windy here, and I had a headache. I could no longer suppress my emotions, and I raised my voice and said, “Walter, what did you bring me here for? I already agreed to divorce you. Isn’t that enough? Are you going to kill me and dump my body in the wilderness?”

He sneered and exerted more force on his hands. He said in a cold, deep, and stern voice, “Since you’re still jibber jabbering, I guess you’re still drunk. Keep blowing the wind.”

I was pulled directly to the spot where the wind was the strongest, and I was numb because of the cold wind. The alcohol wore off, and I was sober. It was so cold that I crouched on the ground and hugged myself. I was upset and muttered, “Walter, you didn’t just bring me here for a breeze, did you?” He had better things to do, and I wasn’t that st* pid. I didn’t really think he had brought me here to kill me and dump my body in the wilderness.

I didn’t hear his voice. Instead, I felt that my shoulders sank. Then I was wrapped in something, making me warm. I tilted my head and saw that he had thrown his coat over me.

Walter was such a man. He had no feelings for me at all, but he could do all the things that showed his concerns about me so naturally. In such a way, though I hated him so much, I could never speak harshly to him.

“Why did you move out of Water Villa?” I heard his deep voice above me.

My legs were numb because of the crouching, so I moved over. “I have to sooner or later. Are you healed?” As I asked him, I looked up at him, waiting for him to answer.

He looked down at me, reached out, and pulled me to my feet. His voice was low and deep. “I’ll survive.” After that, he slightly narrowed his dark eyes and said, “What do you mean sooner or later?”

Hearing that, I was a bit frustrated. I frowned. “Water Villa belongs to you. Now that we’re getting a divorce, why should I stay in your place? Isn’t it only a matter of time before I move out?”

He stared at me, and his mandible quivered slightly due to his force. He seemed angry, and his voice was therefore heavy. He said, “Divorce! Divorce again! Tabatha, you want to divorce me so bad?”