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 across his face, and the wind ripped the words from out of

The tears streaming out of

of the moment. She was almost knocked flat by the

her face, getting in her eyes and mouth

the cold had seeped deep into her flesh and bones.

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

a way forward. And she couldn't go back either. Cassandra kept

lifted her hands she found them covered in dirt and mud, and

of how blue they were turning, and her body was trembling so much that she could

weather would be. In desperation

again, now, emerging like a hero from the rain, but why did the sight of him not

saw the frightened

take you to tidy yourself up,"

said could provoke anything more than just cry more tears. Her eyes looked empty and unfocused, and she seemed

from her face, and nearly drew back in shock when

It's okay," the man tried

like a corpse, and the lifelessness in her

to him, he tried to use his body to

little, and her eyes looked momentarily up at him, and then away.

second asking her how she

and brushed some of the hair

a secret from his family, spending nights here at times instead of at the office.

but not luxurious. It was spacious, but tidy and well-maintained. Cassandra wondered why Rufus would have such a secret

dried on Cassandra's face, but her body still trembled

feared that her time in the rain would make her sick again. His heart

even a typhoon could stop you from acting

warmth in the gentle way

he respectfully helped her peel off her ruined

her; she gradually

'Oh no...' she thought, 'not

his uninjured hand, Rufus trickled some water over her shoulders to warm

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

softly, "I

her head back to look at

the little woman didn't firmly resist. He would

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

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