Get you in my arms

Chapter 216 She's More Suitable Than Me (Part Two)

A gust of violent wind swept over, throwing sand and stones around outside the window, followed by a violent flash of lightning and deafening thunders. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

What happened last night!

Eva was terrified. She fumbled for two lumps of cotton, covered her ears, took the quilt and went into the closet.

Oh, my God! Was Sophia angry with me? Why did she give me the bad idea to Maggie to deduce Lucas? So Sophia called some else to punish her?

While she was thinking, the door was kicked open, and Lucas rushed in like a storm.

"Oh, my God! He came to save me!" Eva thought!

Tears streamed down her face in an instant, and she pushed open the door of the cabinet and rushed into his chest. However, he did not hold her, but grabbed her shoulders and threw her to the bed.

Outside the window, gales were roaring, lightning were flashing and thunder were roaring.

His expression was even more horrible and horrible than the bad weather.

His chest heaved heavily, and the dead air around him swelled. The blue veins on his forehead kept beating. His handsome face twisted ferociously, and his eyes were red with anger.

Unusual anger.

He wasn't here to save her, but to punish her!

She saw it. A shiver ran down her spine, and she picked up her body, which was almost paralyzed by the thunder, and huddled up at the head of the bed.

His eyes were cold and malicious. He stabbed her face like a sharp knife. "It's fun to tease me with Maggie, isn't it?"

The wind was roaring outside the window, stirring up sand and fallen leaves which were swirling in the dark clouds.

She trembled like a leaf being swept by the wind. The blood between her lips faded away, and her whole face was as pale as paper. She opened her mouth and tried to say something, but she couldn't make a sound because of excessive fright.

This reaction was more like a guilty conscience. His face turned livid with rage, and his thick eyebrows twisted together furiously.

A dazzling light was projected in from the floor to ceiling window.

His deep eyes flashed a ferocious light, intertwined with lightning and disappeared in a flash.

The thunders came after, deafening. Even the floor and the door were slightly quivering. She covered her ears in horror. Her body was almost shattered.

He rushed to her and pinched her chin, showing no mercy at all. "What do you want to do? Or you want to get rid of me by playing tricks on me? "

"You just want a substitute. I'll find one for you, okay?" Her voice of resistance was very weak in the thunder.

He stared at her fiercely. His eyes were like a volcano erupting, and he spurted out a raging magma, trying to burn her to ashes. He pinched her chin harder. She felt the pain coming from her bones. She frowned, but she did not say a word, resisted his sharp eyes stubbornly and persistently.

Silent was standing between them.

The rain poured down, breaking the beautiful flowers in blossom.

He loosened his grip on her chin and kneaded it, as if he was afraid that he might lose control of himself. "You don't deserve to be her substitute. You're not even qualified to match a finger of hers!"

The strong lightning penetrated through the window and shone on his face, illuminating his sneer.

"Then stay away from me! Don't bother me!" Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she grabbed a teacup on the table and threw it at him. As he snapped back, the tea cup hit the wall and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces. The unfinished lemon tea scattered like teardrops, leaving a brown mark on the white wall paper.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came over him and his eyes were filled with tears. Gritting his teeth, after experiencing this torture, he grabbed her legs and dragged her to the bedside. "Your body has been marked with my mark. Whether you want it or not, you can only belong to me in your life!"

"You are a devil!" She roared hysterically and her senses, like a dislocated wild horse, were completely out of control. She jumped to her feet, threw herself at him, grabbed his arms and bit him out of revenge.

She clenched her teeth to vent her resentment.

He snorted and did not push her away.

The salty smell of blood poured into her mouth. When she realized that it was blood, she was scared and loosened her mouth hastily.

The shoulders of him had been badly mutilated and the blood was dropping from them drop by drop on the bed sheet. It seemed that the bed sheet was covered with blood as roses.

He stared at her. The terrifying coldness in his eyes was even more terrifying than the lightning splitting the dark clouds out of the window. His face was as pale as death, and there was no expression on it, as if he had been frozen.

She looked terrified, just like what she felt before the tsunami. She was so scared that she completely ignored the lightning outside. She got out of bed and rushed out.

She rushed downstairs and ran to the door. As soon as the door was opened, a fierce storm was coming, immediately drenched her into a drowning chicken. She bit her lips and ran out without scruple.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. It was dark outside except for light and rain.

She abandoned her consciousness and thought, running crazily in the rain, tears rolling down in the rain, and her wet hair covered her face.

Suddenly, the sole of her foot slipped and she fell heavily into the mud. The thunderous sound hit her eardrum, and a strong fear swept over her again. She covered her ears, curled up and trembled constantly.

She felt she was dying. In the lightning, a terrible feeling emerged from the ground and slowly approached her. Its shrill laughter echoed in the thunder.

"Nil, where are you? Nil, help me! " She called her sweetheart weakly.

At this time, a strong arm held her, lifted her horizontally and ran back to the room.

He kicked the door to keep the wind, rain and lightning out.

Opening the door, he threw her onto the bed, together with the wet rain water from her body and the blood from his arm. Then he walked out of the room heavily.

She curled up. A cold wind came from her wet clothes and went to her bones.

The door was opened again, and a maid came in to dry her hair and change her clothes. Together with them were Maggie and Daisy.

When they were quarreling, Maggie was coaxing the children to sleep. Daisy was in the spa, so she didn't hear it. When she was going downstairs, she saw Lucas come in with the wet Eva in his arms. She then realized that something had happened.

"Eva, what's wrong with you? What happened?" Daisy replied.

Eva waved her hand. She had no strength to explain. She only said weakly, "I want to take a bath. You all go out."

Wing and Maggie and Daisy looked at each other and said nothing. They asked the maid to help them get dressed first.

Eva got up and staggered into the bathroom. She lay feebly in the bathtub, let the water wash relentlessly.

When she came out, she found that Lucas was standing in front of the window. He didn't move at all, like a sculpture. It seemed that he had been there for a long time. It stopped raining outside the window and the night became quiet again.

He was expressionless, unable to tell whether his anger had subsided or not. His two eyes stared at her all of a sudden. They were so dark and cold, like an bottomless pool.

She raised her eyes to meet his eyes, and a kind of unyielding perseverance from the bottom of her heart to her face. "If you want to punish me again, just come over."

He was a little surprised, and with a blink of his deep eyes, he looked as calm as if he had been blown away by the wind. Then, two sharp eyes abruptly came out, they turned around her face in a playful way and said, "so you are worried about this?" She was so desperate to run out and didn't even afraid of thunder. It turned out that she just wanted to avoid his punishment. Was he so violent, so terrible?

"I was drunk that day." He said lightly as he handed her the cup on the table, which was used to prepare for her cold.

She hesitated for a moment and took it. As she drank, she secretly glanced at him. Seeing that he looked much calmer than before, she gradually relaxed.

After that, he went to the cabinet and took out his medicine box.

She found that ever since this guy had met her, he suffered a lot of bloody disasters. The wound on his hand had just scarred, and he was bitten by her again.

"Does it still hurt? Let me help you apply some medicine." As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled open his sleeve without waiting for his reply. When she saw a bloody wound on the smooth shoulder, she felt a little guilty and more distressed. She was so mad. How could she be so careless? She was not a puppy. Why did she bite him so hard!

He seemed to see through her mind and smiled lightly. In a teasing tone, he said, "it doesn't matter if it hurts, as long as I feel pain in my arm and my heart won't be pain."

She bit her lips and wanted to apologize. But the words were on the tip of her tongue and she couldn't spit them out at all. She had no choice but to lower her head and apply medicine to his wound and apologize.

Her movements were very gentle and soft. She was afraid of hurting him again, and she also blew his lips gently.

Seeing her soft look, his desperate heart was like receiving a beam of sunlight, slightly bright.

After she wrapped up his wound with gauze, she jumped onto the bed and asked, "I'm going to sleep. Why don't you leave?"

"Don't sleep. Stay with me for a while." He sat down beside her and held her into his arms. She didn't want to struggle anymore, so she just took him as a piece of meat, slid down and pressed half of her body on him. "Is what you said true today?"

"What?" He asked in a low voice.

"I can't even compare to her." Thinking back, she felt so sad. Was she so bad? Or there was no place for her in his heart at all, completely taking her as a substitute. Lucas only saw their resemblance but ignored her unique characteristics and advantages.