I've Been There Before

With time passing fast, it was a week later after that night.

In the Shaw Group, as soon as it was the off-duty time, the man quickly took the car key on the desk and was in a hurry to the underground parking.

The car was started and rushed out of the underground parking so fast, but it was even much slower than the man’s heart that already went back home.

The Shaw Manor, in the twilight of the winter, was experiencing the silence of the nightfall. The day got dark fast, and there were only the road lamps lighting in the darkness. The darkness brought more graveness to the black iron gate, making the whole manor lifeless and ponderous.

The black Bentley car, with the bright headlamp turning on, sped into the gate still being opened. On the road that the car had rushed over just now, the dead leaves that the gardener even had still not cleaned up fallen down on the ground again after being blown to the air vortically.

Opening the door, the man strode into the house. His straight and strong figure was just proportional. God had favored the man so much that even any of his hair was perfect.

“Sir, welcome back.” The old butler stood in the hallway as usual, and took over the man’s bag politely. Then he handed the man a velvet towel. The man took the warm and wet towel with his slender fingers, then wiped his face casually, and threw it back to the old butler. “Where is her?”

The old butler paused his action as he heard this brief question, but he hid his pause well. He became the businesslike, upright and qualified butler again after one second. “Miss James is in her bedroom.”

“She didn’t go downstairs all day?”

“Yes.”

The man squinted his cold eyes. “She didn’t have lunch, too.”

The old butler lowered his eyes. “Miss James refuses to come out of her bedroom, so I had to put lunch at the door.”

The man nodded, and his face was drawn. “Ten minutes later, put the dinner at the door.”

After such a brief order, the man made his way to go upstairs, while his paces were rushed.

He got to the door of the bedroom, and glanced at the food on the dining car at the door... He frowned slightly... She refused to eat again.

the door, but there was no answer inside. He already got used to this situation, which was common

grabbed the doorknob, pressed it, and

looked around the

complexion changed a lot. “Grace James! Come

He shouted with anxiety!

there, her feet hanging in the air out of the window,

man’s voice, so her head turned

Get down of there!” Caden’s

and then turned her head back again indifferently, and showed him the round

still swaying in the air, and her ears

cautiously raised his feet and

a little, which pacified Caden. It seemed that this woman also didn’t

and threw her

her lips opened a little and closed fast, leaving only three words in the air. “It’s

was

too dangerous? You would drop down if you were careless even a little!... You said it’s funny? Do

said the same

fury. He quickly pulled her onto his leg, tore off her pants, and began to slap her

Slam! Slam! Slam!

slaps finally released his worry, and his tense nerves also were

the man’s leg, with her face down and her back upwards. As she heard the crisp sounds of slaps

“Stop! Stop please!”

at her struggling posture and her expression showing her reluctance, Caden’s fury that was released already arose again. His

still dare to

got a strange feeling. She was like a

kid on her butt, and questioned the kid if

a kid! You can’t slap me