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?"

voice. The rain streamed across his face, and the wind ripped

streaming out of her eyes

the rain at the spur of the moment. She was almost knocked flat by the storm, but her

to her face, getting in her eyes and mouth and entwining around her

the cold had

get away from Rufus, but she

And she couldn't go back either. Cassandra kept running.

found them covered in dirt and mud, and after standing up she saw her clothes just as filthy.

together, unaware of how blue they were turning, and her body was trembling so much that she could barely stand.

hadn't thought about the cold when she ran out of the carpark nor realized how dangerous this weather would be. In desperation she ran to find some kind of shelter. This was

rain, but why did the

he saw the frightened look on Cassandra's

crying. Let me take you to tidy yourself up,"

nothing Rufus said could provoke anything more than just cry more tears. Her eyes looked empty and unfocused, and she seemed to lack the

water from her face, and nearly drew back in shock when he

okay,"

a corpse, and the lifelessness in her

tried to use his body to shelter her from the

he felt her stir a little, and her eyes looked momentarily up at him, and then away.

waste another second asking

her carefully to the passenger seat of his car, buckled her in and brushed some of the hair out of her face. He wished he had a blanket to give her. He drove to his house, as fast as he

had kept this place a secret from his family, spending

but tidy and well-maintained. Cassandra wondered why Rufus

Cassandra's face, but her body

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

typhoon could stop you from acting out?" Rufus scolded her, but with no real

the gentle way

that she still could not move, he respectfully helped her peel off her

her; she gradually stopped

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

over her shoulders

to her face, and as the mirrors steamed up in the room, a blush rose

last, she spoke softly, "I

dare turn her head back to look at the man behind

rare that the little woman didn't firmly resist. He would definitely take the chance to serve the

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

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