CIATB Chapter 143 Lu Chenyuan still didn't let go of her; instead, he held her even tighter.
Chapter 143 Lu Chenyuan still didn't let go of her; instead, he held her even tighter.
But Su Wan seemed to have gone mad. She suddenly raised her hand and, with all her might, slapped him hard across the face without hesitation.
"Smack!!!"
A crisp, loud slap suddenly rang out in the quiet bedroom.
That slap was so hard and vicious that Su Wan felt a tingling pain in her fingertips.
It's clear that she truly hated and feared it to the extreme.
"You bastard! Lu Chenyuan, you bastard!"
She finally broke down in tears again, her sobs filled with anger, resentment, shame, and fear.
It was even more intense and desperate than before.
She looked up, staring intently at him, her eyes red as a rabbit's.
Tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.
It dripped down his cheek and onto his arm, hot and burning.
"You lied to me! You lied to me!"
Her voice was hoarse and out of tune, filled with heavy sobs, each word uttered with accusation, as if squeezed out from between her teeth.
"When you were downstairs, you clearly said you would never touch me, that you would only accompany me upstairs to the bathroom, and that once your colleague arrived, you would take me home..."
"You've been lying to me all along! You've lied to me time and time again, you've pressured me every time!"
She cried and accused him, her hands still shoving against his chest.
The force wasn't great, but it carried a strong sense of resistance. The fingertips traced the bloodstains on his chest, leaving faint white marks.
"You liar! I'll never believe you again, never!"
Lu Chenyuan's head was turned to the side by her slap, and a clear five-finger mark instantly appeared on his cheek.
A burning pain spread down my cheek.
But this pain was nothing compared to the agony in his heart, or the heartache he felt when he saw her cry.
He didn't refute, nor did he dodge, nor did he even raise his hand to rub his sore cheek. He simply turned his head slowly and looked at her again.
He calmed down after taking a cold shower in the bathroom.
I reflected on everything that had happened since the bar incident.
He deliberately clung to her and got into a taxi with her.
He made up an excuse to trick her into going upstairs.
He took the initiative to kiss and hug her, gradually seducing and coercing her.
Even though she showed resistance and fear, he didn't stop until they almost went off the gun, scaring her so much that she broke down in tears.
He knew perfectly well that he had acted impulsively, that he had been too hasty and too domineering.
Given his current relationship with Su Wan, everything he's done is going too far and crossing the line.
Does he regret it? It seems not.
He couldn't control himself; he couldn't control his desire to get close to her, to possess her, and to keep her firmly by his side.
This desire, from the moment he made up his mind, took deep root in his heart, growing stronger with time, until now, it could no longer be suppressed.
But he also felt sorry for her, sorry for her fear, sorry for her crying, sorry for the way she was trembling with fear because of him.
He knew that it was all his fault.
So at this moment, he didn't want to argue with her anymore, didn't want to bring up the things she had done to seduce him in the past, and didn't want to shut her up with those words. He just wanted to stop her from crying and shed tears, and he just wanted to hold her tightly and soothe the fear and grievances in her heart.
Faced with her shoving, her accusations, and her beatings, he simply held her without moving, letting her vent her anger.
"I'm sorry, Wanwan."
"It's my fault, it's all my fault."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you, I shouldn't have pressured you, I shouldn't have treated you like that."
"I shouldn't have scared you, I shouldn't have made you cry..."
His forehead gently touched hers, and the tip of his nose brushed against her reddened nose.
Feeling her scalding tears and her violent trembling, my self-reproach grew stronger.
He clearly loved her so much, and clearly wanted to cherish her, but in the end, it turned out like this.
Su Wan was still crying, still cursing, and still desperately pushing him.
"I don't accept it! I don't accept your apology! Lu Chenyuan, let me go, I want to go home."
"I want to leave! I want to go back by myself."
Her crying grew louder and louder.
"I'm sorry, Wanwan."
Lu Chenyuan didn't let go of her; instead, he hugged her even tighter.
It was as if if she let go, she would completely disappear from her own world.
He neither answered her request to leave nor argued with her.
"sorry."
He just apologized again and again, and comforted her again and again.
He let her hit and scold him, let her vent her anger, his eyes filled with unbearable heartache.
After a long while, Su Wan's sobs gradually subsided in Lu Chenyuan's taut embrace.
Her tears had dried up, leaving only intermittent sobs.
She raised her hand and hastily wiped away the tears on her face, her fingertips still damp.
Her cheeks flushed red as she rubbed them together, and she regained some of her composure.
She looked up at Lu Chenyuan, her eyes as cold as if they were covered with a thin layer of ice.
There was still lingering resentment and resistance in his eyes, and his voice was terribly hoarse.
"Let me go, I want to go home."
After saying that, she pushed against his chest again, her fingertips touching his warm skin, and struggled to break free.
Lu Chenyuan held her tightly, his arms encircling her waist like iron hoops, refusing to loosen his grip even slightly.
"It's four in the morning now, it's not safe outside, I'm worried about you going back alone."
His voice was deep, with a barely perceptible hoarseness.
He gently stroked her back with his palm, a gesture so tender it was a stark contrast to his earlier forceful demeanor.
"I don't need your concern."
Su Wan turned her face away, glancing coldly to the side, her resistance evident in her expression.
"Let go!"
She reached out and tried to pry his arm open, her fingertips gripping his hand tightly.
But Lu Chenyuan's strength far surpassed hers, and her arm remained completely still.
Su Wan bit her lip, a resolute glint in her eyes.
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with coldness and despair.
Every word, every phrase, is sharp and incisive.
"Lu Chenyuan, if you don't let me go tonight, I promise I will never let you look at me again."
Her gaze was so firm it bordered on obsessive, as if she truly meant what she said.
That look of despair made Lu Chenyuan's heart clench.
Seeing the determination in her eyes, he finally loosened his grip on her arm, but still didn't let go completely.
After a long silence, he seemed to resign himself to his fate and slowly gave in.
I just couldn't bear to see her cry.
I couldn't bear to see the despair in her eyes.
That was a sight that pained him more than any resistance.
He bent down and carefully loosened her from his embrace, but still didn't let go.
He simply put his arm around her shoulder, turned around, and took out his clean black cotton T-shirt from the closet.
Large in size.
He stood by the bed, unfolded his T-shirt, looked down at her, and spoke in a very gentle tone.
"Put on my clothes first. I tore your skirt, so it won't be convenient for you to go out like this."
Su Wan instinctively tried to dodge, but he firmly held her shoulder.
He gently helped her put on the T-shirt; the loose fabric almost covered her thighs, completely covering her petite body.
The fabric carried his faint scent, mixed with the refreshing smell of laundry detergent, lingering around her nose and sending a slight shiver down her spine.
The loose fit of the T-shirt made her look even more petite.
She has slender shoulders and a waist that can be encircled with one hand.
Her bare calves were slender and fair.
With her reddened eyes and slightly swollen lips, she looked pitiful and endearing.