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?"

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

had heard him. The tears streaming out

the rain at the spur of the moment. She was almost knocked flat

in her eyes and

cold had seeped deep

from Rufus, but she had

she couldn't go back

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

and her body was trembling so much

cold when she ran out of the carpark nor realized how dangerous this weather would be. In desperation she ran to

him again, now, emerging like a hero from the rain, but why did

the frightened look on Cassandra's face.

tidy yourself up," the man

provoke anything more than just cry more tears. Her eyes looked empty

more worried. He reached out a hand to wipe the water from her face, and nearly drew back in

It's okay," the

much like a corpse, and the lifelessness in

him, he tried to use his body to shelter her

her eyes

that he couldn't waste another second asking her how she was

his chest. He brought her carefully to the passenger seat of his car, buckled her in and brushed some of the hair out of her

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

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

Cassandra's face, but her body still

just recently come out of the hospital, and feared that her time in the rain would make

could

warmth in the gentle

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

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

had just... 'Oh no...'

hand, Rufus trickled some water over her

started to return to her face, and as the mirrors steamed up in

softly, "I can do

to look at the man

little woman didn't firmly resist. He would

were many women who would love this kind of

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