The girl lowered her head and couldn't move her cheeks which were squeezed. She pouted and whispered, "I am thirsty."
"....."
Ford frowned and speechlessly decided to got out the car and dragged her inside. Walked straight to the kitchen and pour warm water for her.
After the seemingly, staring contest. Ford gave up. Because Julia refused to take the water but instead headed towards her room half in dazed.
Returning to her room, Julia placed her leg on the quilt and took a deep breath.
Ford followed and frowned. He patted her cheek gently and whispered, "Get up and drink water."
"....."
Silence. No one answered.
She fell asleep.
Well, Julia was completely asleep now.
Ford looked at the cup in his hand, then looked at the unconscious person on the bed, and cursed in a low voice.
He frowned for a few seconds, but he walked forward, pulling the quilt under her legs out , and fiercely throwing it on her body.
Not long after, the sound of water flowing from the stream came from the bathroom. Ford leaned against the head of the bed after taking a cold shower. Looking at her sleeping face, his cold eyebrows became softer.
...
The next day, Julia opened her eyes blankly. Her head was still a little dizzy after the hangover.
She rubbed her head and tried to recall the dream she had made. She dreamed that when she was in Countryside, her adoptive parents sent her back to the Welfare Institute.
She seemed to have cried and begged.
That was just ridiculous.
In reality, she did what she hadn't done in his dreams.
She recalled the scene at that time. She was just expressionless when they threw her away.
The art chandelier on the top was dazzling, and her eyes rolled, as if...
Julia was so shocked that she suddenly sat up from the bed. This wasn't her room!
Squeak!
The bathroom door was open.
Julia was surprised as she looked at the man who was only wearing a bath towel. She was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on her back.
The man's hair was still steaming with water. He wiped a towel casually in his hand and threw it into the storage basket beside him.
Looking at Julia sitting at the head of the bed, he chuckled and said, "You're awake."
Julia pulled the blanket over in horror and blindfolded her eyes. "Can't you get dressed first?" She said angrily.
Ford snorted and said slowly, "Why are you so nervous? It's not like you haven't seen it before..."
"...."
She put down the blanket in anger and retorted, "When have I ever seen it?"
The man was wearing pants with his back to her, and when he heard this, he turned around leisurely.
Julia stubbed her neck and began to wonder what had happened last night.
She and Lily drank a bottle of wine, as if they had drunk a bottle not the wine... Then she started dreaming, first her foster father abandoned her, and then someone took her home...
Fuck!
Her face turned red and she quietly lifted the blanket. On the light—colored sheet, there was a small patch of red …
"...?..."
In an instant, all the blood in her body rushed to her forehead, and her teeth trembled.
She jumped out of bed and shouted at the man, "Ford Ainsworth!"
The man reached out and tied his shirt. He looked at her lazily and answered, "Hmm?"
"What did you do to me?"
Ford looked at her and said softly, "Don't you know what I did to you?"
"...." Why did she drink so much wine?
Why didn't she just find a place to sleep when she was drunk? Why was this man took her home?
She blushed and gritted her teeth, "What's the difference between you fuck me and fuck a corpse?"
"... fuck a corpse?" Ford repeated it with interest and chuckled, "Your expression is quite interesting."
"...." Julia suspected that something was wrong with her ears.
How did this person manage to make such a calm comment?!
This asshole!
Flirting and sleeping with every girl were what the protagonist liked to do, wasn't it??
It's like, 'I slept with you, so what?' How can he be so cocky!
At this moment, Julia was extremely sad. 22 years of chastity, it was gone. But... strangely enough, she still felt like something is a missed. She didn't ache all over nor she is down there.
She asked hesitantly, "Did you do that?"
Ford was dressed neatly, as if he was ready to leave at any moment. He turned around to look at her and asked, "What?"
"That....." Before she could finish her sentence, her face instantly turned deathly pale. Her face had turned from pale to red, and it was still that kind of special red.
Like ripe rotten tomatoes.
The man approached, staring at her. He smiled, "What the hell are you talking about?"
Julia's face turned horrible and she was extremely embarrassed. She felt that she had lost all dignity in her life today! Lost all of it.
It would be better if a bolt of lightning from the sky hit her to death!
However, it was sunny outside, and it didn't seem like thunder was about to strike.
She was speaking melancholy.
Ford looked at her changing expression and stretched out his hand. He raised her chin and asked softly, "Do you remember what you said last night?"
"..." No! She don't want to remember anything.
Ford turned to looked at his watch. Then his gaze landed on her again, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. "I'm a little busy today, otherwise I could help you remember it now."
"....."
"If you really can't remember, just look at your phone. Wait for me to come back tonight... Remember to go down for breakfast..."
Julie didn't care what the man was talking about at all. She just wanted to see if she could leave quickly.
Finally, the man disappeared from the door. She hurriedly ran out of the room and changed her tampon.
Luckily, she was just on her period. Somehow, she felt relieved. calmed herself and thought for a moment.
After a period of chaos, she suddenly remembered that Ford had just said... her phone?
She hurriedly found her bag at the foot of the bed and took out her phone.
The message from Lily on WeChat entered her eyes.
Liky:[ I came to pick you up from the police station this morning but they said you were picked up by your husband.]
Lily: [ Are you alright?]
Julia didn't have time to reply, and then she saw the voice message from Ford on WeChat.
With trembling fingers, she slowly tapped it to listen.