The door slammed behind me, and I shrank back in fear, losing all my earlier boldness.
He threw me onto the sofa with all his might. I instinctively held my belly and looked at his bloodshot eyes in horror. "W-what are you trying to d o?"
"Oh, now you are afraid. Were you not fearless earlier?" He sneered and held my chin with one hand. He said coldly, "Am I a cheater? Am I fickle? Am I unable to distinguish right from wrong? Am I disgusting?"
The more he said, the angrier he got. He tightened his grip and his pupils constricted. "I did not expect to have such an image in your heart."
I had said some words out of anger earlier, but now that he held me tightly like this, my temper flared up again. I lifted my leg and kicked him.
"Ah!" He pointed his trembling hands at me. "You..."
This kick was not light, and I felt a little guilty. However, I still said defiantly, "Theo, are you still a man? You always use this method to deal with me. If you want to kill me, just do it. You do not have to torture me like this."
At first, I was just trying to scare him. However, the more I spoke, the sadder I became. I started to sob." You know that I love you. Even if you do not love me, you should not bully me like this. What kind of man bullies a woman..."
By the end of my sentence, I broke down completely and burst into tears.
I could not stop now...
He came over and took me in his arms, whispering soothing words, but the more he spoke, the louder I cried.
Perhaps it was my crying that irritated him. He frowned and then leaned down to cover my mouth with his.
I froze instantly, staring at him with wide eyes.
He smiled and looked up. His voice was low and hoarse. "Not crying anymore, are you?"
I did not say anything and continued to sob. His lips fell to kiss me again.
I did not bother him. I just looked up at him, waiting quietly for him to continue.
"When I graduated from my third year of junior high school, Grandmother did not have time to accompany me. Zedd and Mason left the country, so I followed Cindy and her family to her mother's hometown, a remote little mountain village. I had lived in the city since I was young. The first time I went to a village, I was so happy that I followed Cindy everywhere and
played around crazily in the village. Then, one day..."
He paused again, this time his body trembling. I had a vague idea that something must have happened. I reached for his hand.
He slowly calmed down and continued, "We came to a dilapidated house in the village that was about to collapse. Cindy was afraid and did not dare to enter. Out of curiosity, I ignored her advice and walked in. However, just as I pushed open the door and stepped i n, the beam of the house suddenly fell and pressed against my legs."
He closed his eyes, as if afraid. It seemed that what had happened had left a deep impression on him.
After a long time, he said slowly, "His parents heard the news and rushed over. Ignoring the danger of the room collapsing, they rushed in to save me. Soon, they managed to move the beam that fell on my leg away and pushed me out of the room. But..."
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