An Ruo was both ashamed and angry, she wanted to struggle out of his grasp, but his grip was too strong, and her feeble efforts amounted to futile thrashing.
Suddenly, she felt the last of her covering being ripped away, An Ruo let out an enraged, piercing scream, "Tang Yuchen, you bastard!"
Her chin was abruptly seized tightly, Tang Yuchen glared at her, his voice sinister, "An Ruo, did I allow you to leave? Who gave you the courage to try and escape on your own?"
"That’s my own business, it has nothing to do with you!" An Ruo fought hard to break free but was forcibly subdued by him again.
"It has nothing to do with me?" the man scoffed darkly and his gaze became terrifying, "You TMD were bought by me, at the end of the day, you are my possession, do you think you have any say?"
"I am not your possession! I have nothing to do with you anymore!" An Ruo argued fiercely, Tang Yuchen’s words severely wounded her self-esteem; she felt like a dog in his hands.
"Whether you have anything to do with me is not for you to decide, it’s for me to say! Now, I’ll let you understand exactly what our relationship is!" He simply unzipped his pants and like that, impeccably dressed, without any warning, brutally took possession of her.
An Ruo was in agonizing pain, not just physical, but also an anguish of the soul.
Her complexion was deathly pale, her eyes ablaze with a light of hatred, "Tang Yuchen, you are not human!"
"You say I’m a devil, of course, I’m not human!" the man’s voice was cold and low, as if coming from hell itself.
An Ruo bit her lip tightly, refusing to speak to him any longer.
Speaking even one more sentence to him disgusted her, made her feel nauseous.
"Hate me?" Tang Yuchen gripped her chin, his smile cold as ice, "An Ruo, you’re always disobedient, making me angry, so this is what you brought upon yourself! Go ahead and hate, I’m curious to see how you’ll retaliate!"
An Ruo closed her eyes, finding even one glance at him nauseating to the point of vomiting. As she thought this, she indeed began to retch.
Seeing her , his face darkened instantaneously, "Do you find me disgusting?!"
"Ugh—" An Ruo retched again, Tang Yuchen, out of spite, deliberately quickened his pace, causing An Ruo’s head to slam against the car door; the nauseating feeling intensified under his forceful thrusts.
She turned her head to the side, vomiting in pain; having not eaten for a long time, she brought up nothing but water, yet still managed to disgust Tang Yuchen.
He swore under his breath and quickly finished his business, withdrew from her, and sat aside to adjust his clothes. Freed from his restraint, An Ruo immediately sat up and continued to be sick on the ground.
She vomited for a long time, her tears and stomach acid coming out until she felt so miserable she wanted to die.
After a while, An Ruo’s feeling of nausea subsided. With her head bowed, her hair hanging down hiding her face and the tearful sorrow in her eyes.
Tang Yuchen silently sat on the side, staring at her, his gaze very complex.
An Ruo slowly lifted her head, wiping her mouth with her sleeve, her trembling fingers clutched at the edge of her pants, defiantly amending her clothing.
Her movements were slow, yet every move was filled with determination. Then she grabbed his suit jacket, wrapped herself up tightly, curled up in a corner, her arms clasping her body tightly.
Her eyes were dim, devoid of any sparkle, one could say they were vacant...