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?"

his voice. The rain streamed across his face, and

out

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

in her

heavy, and the cold

know where to turn. She needed to get away from Rufus, but she had nowhere to run in such a

way forward. And she couldn't go back either.

her hands she found them covered in dirt and

were turning, and her body was trembling

ran out of the carpark nor realized how dangerous this weather would be. In desperation she ran to find some kind

the rain, but why did the sight

when he saw the frightened look

tidy yourself

eyes looked empty and unfocused, and she seemed to lack

the water from her face, and nearly drew back in shock when he felt how cold she

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

had never seen her look so much like a corpse, and the

he tried to use his body to shelter her from the rain.

her stir a little, and her eyes looked

waste another second

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

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

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

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

that she had just recently come out of the hospital, and feared that her time in the

that? What, not even a typhoon could stop you

the gentle

helped her peel off her ruined clothing,

water seemed to calm her; she gradually stopped quivering and

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

Rufus trickled some water over her shoulders

mirrors steamed up in the room, a blush

softly, "I can

her head back to look at the man

firmly resist. He would definitely take the chance to serve

would love this kind of treatment from him, but he would only do this for Cassandra.

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