A Graduation Gift

Chapter 62 The Storm

A heavy silence permeated the elevator. Cassandra glanced at the redness spreading over Rufus' hand, and felt her heart squeeze in pain.

She tried to keep the tears in her eyes from running down her face.

"Rufus… You… You asshole!"

The words burst from her. She struggled to get her emotions under control, barely noticing that her fingernails were dug into her palms. Her voice trembled with emotion.

Her reaction made Rufus's face soften.

He looked away from her, wanting to conceal the swirl of emotions in his nebulous eyes.

Each droplet of tears that escaped from her eyes splashed straight onto his heart.

His heart became heavier and heavier.

As soon as the lift doors opened, Cassandra rushed out. After a second Rufus realized that she was heading not toward the carpark, but towards the exit.

While he stood there stunned, Cassandra disappeared into the heavy rain.

He dashed to the main gate, but Cassandra was nowhere to be seen.

The swirling sky above him, was dark as ink. A traffic light stood out in the storm, a beacon in the night.

He stood for a second, and then spun back toward the carpark. Climbed into his car, he sped out of the building right away.

The car seared through the thundering weather; the wipers screeching hopelessly against the downpour. He peered through the rain, barely able to see the road. He had no idea how he would find Cassandra.

But Rufus was determined. Slowly, he circled around the block, driving back and forth for some time before finally spotting a bedraggled woman at the corner of the street.

She was huddled under a ledge outside of a darkened shop. The ledge barely kept the rain from her, with water lashing at her on either side.

As he parked the car and leapt out of the door, he saw her sitting on haunches and staring blankly at the rain.

He ripped his coat off and covered her with it.

He crouched down and put his arms around her, almost flinching as he felt how cold and drenched she was.

"What were you thinking? Do you know how severe this typhoon is?"

and fear out of his voice. The rain streamed

heard him. The tears streaming out of her eyes mingled with the rain pouring down

at the spur of the moment. She was almost knocked flat by the storm, but her need to escape pushed her forward.

hair clung to her face, getting in her eyes and

soaked and heavy, and the cold had seeped deep

to turn. She needed to get away from Rufus, but

way forward. And she

fell to her knees. When she lifted her hands she found them covered in dirt and mud, and after standing up she saw her

how blue they were turning, and

of the carpark nor realized how dangerous this weather would be. In desperation she ran to find some kind of shelter. This was when Rufus

emerging like a hero from the rain, but why did the sight

when he saw the frightened look on Cassandra's face.

Let me take you to tidy yourself up,"

just cry more tears. Her eyes looked

the water from her face, and nearly drew back in

okay," the man

a corpse, and the

to use his

and her eyes looked momentarily up at him,

that he couldn't waste another second asking her how

arms, lifting her gently and cradling her head against his chest. He brought her carefully to the passenger seat of his car, buckled her in and brushed some of

this place a secret from his family, spending

house was simply but stylishly decorated, expensive but not luxurious. It was spacious, but tidy and well-maintained. Cassandra

had dried on Cassandra's face, but her

she had just recently come out of the hospital, and feared that her time in the rain would make her sick again. His heart

not even a typhoon could stop you from acting

feel the warmth in the gentle way that

move, he respectfully helped her peel off

water seemed to calm her; she gradually stopped quivering and began

that…he had just... 'Oh no...' she thought, 'not

hand, Rufus trickled some water over her shoulders to warm her body up.

to her face, and as the mirrors steamed up in

last, she spoke softly, "I can

her head back to look at the man behind

the little woman didn't firmly resist. He would

women who would love this kind of treatment from him, but he would only do this

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