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

gave no indication that she had heard him. The tears streaming out of her eyes mingled with the

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

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

were soaked and heavy, and the cold had seeped

from

a way forward. And she couldn't go

found

lips together, unaware of how blue they were turning, and her body was trembling so much

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

rain, but why did the sight of him not fill her with relief?

saw the frightened look on Cassandra's face.

crying. Let me take you to tidy

more than just cry more tears. Her eyes looked empty and unfocused, and she seemed to lack the strength to

reached out a hand to wipe the water from her

you? I'm with you. Don't worry. It's okay," the

never seen her look so much like a corpse, and the lifelessness in her eyes sent

to use his body

stir a little, and her eyes looked momentarily up

another second

seat of his car, buckled her in and brushed some of the hair out of her face. He wished he had a blanket

secret from his family, spending nights here

was spacious, but tidy and well-maintained. Cassandra wondered why Rufus would have such a

face, but her body still trembled all

of the hospital, and feared that her time in the rain would make

a typhoon could stop

warmth in the gentle way that

helped her

seemed to calm her; she gradually stopped quivering and

that…he had just... 'Oh no...'

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

face, and as the mirrors steamed up in

softly, "I can do it

back to look at the man

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

were many women who would love this kind of treatment from him,

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