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?"

of his voice. The rain streamed across his face, and the wind ripped the words from out of his

out of her eyes mingled with the rain pouring

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

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

the cold had seeped

needed to get away from Rufus, but she had nowhere to run in

way forward. And she couldn't

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

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

how dangerous this weather would be. In desperation she ran to find some kind of shelter. This was when

a hero from the rain, but why

saw the frightened look

me take you to tidy yourself up,"

eyes looked empty and unfocused, and she

worried. He reached out a hand to wipe the water from her face, and nearly drew back in shock when he felt how cold she

okay," the man tried to reassure

a corpse, and

close to him, he tried to use his body to

her stir a little, and her eyes looked momentarily up at

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

lifting her gently and cradling her head against 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 face. He wished he had a

secret from his family, spending

was simply but stylishly decorated, expensive 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 all over.

of the hospital, and feared that her

you to run out in the rain like that? What, not even a typhoon could stop

the gentle way

move, he respectfully helped her peel off her ruined clothing, and lowered her

heat of the water seemed to calm her; she gradually stopped quivering

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

Rufus trickled some water over her shoulders to warm her body up.

mirrors steamed up in the room, a blush rose

last, she spoke softly, "I

whispered, she didn't dare turn her head back to look at the

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

this kind of treatment from

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