Chapter 23 You have my word

Before she could recover from the shock, Susan Zhang rushed out of the police station and grabbed Gwen By the hand. "Gwen, it's all my fault," she said. “Please accept my apology, and Lily’s of course, on this matter, we were wrong. Let’s forget about it; You should forgive Lily, she is still a child.”

Forget about it? A child?

Gwen raised her eyes suddenly and gazed at Susan Zhang; Susan Zhang’s pale face was white as paper and stained with a few cold sweat; she was a mess, except for her usual sharp and sinister eyes. "What kind of child is she, three years older than Me? Why didn't you think in the same way when you sent me to the police station?"

Gwen cupped her hands over her stomach to stifle the a wave of nausea; she was so disgusted that she felt it hard to suppress her impulse to tear apart Susan Zhang's hypocritical face.

Gwen looked at Susan Zhang's aggrieved look, and for a moment, Susan Zhang’s eyes turned red and she looked pitiful, as if she was willing to put up with anything for the sake of her children.

Who wouldn’t be touched by such a pitiful, crying pretty face?
But growing up, Gwen had seen enough of her affectation and was so sick of her hypocrisy that Gwen didn't want to hear it any more.

"She doesn't look like a child to me, but since Ms. Zhang said so, I think this lesson would serve her right, to make her understand that some craps were not supposed to spit out without thinking." Gwen left the word, hailed a taxi and left neatly,

Leaving Susan Zhang stood there gritting her teeth. She thought bitterly-- this wicked girl had not only climbed the ladder of Lus but also got some help from some rich?

Little slut, let’s wait and see!

After an exhausting day, Gwen Wen returned home and was called into the study by Hugh Lu.

Like the grandfather, like the grandson. They both enjoyed giving orders. Thought Gwen.

Gwen Wen stood not far from his desk, Hugh Lu glancing up after closing the document at hand. "So, tell me, how did you end up in police station."

"What does this have to do with Mr. Lu?"

What was the point of reporting to him since he was not the one who helped her?

"Legally speaking, you are my wife, Gwen Wen, and when you're taken to the police station, it's like a slap in the face. I don't care what you suffered in there, I just want to know if the one planning this was coming after the Lu Family."

"Ha."
Gwen Wen sneered. What a ‘model’ husband.

"They were coming after me; have you forgotten that we have signed the agreement, the outside world does not know about our relationship, and how can someone be so stupid to try to smack in your face through me, Mr. Lu!?”

"Well then, get out."

Hugh Lu waved; Gwen Wen turned around and left, and as she stepped out of the study, Hugh Lu spoke again: "Gwen Wen, I don't care if you're alive or dead, but if you dare to disgrace the Lu Family, I would make sure you life more miserable than it is now."

Gwen Wen's lowered her eyes. This man was no longer the man who could warm her on the cold nights and listened to her inner voices.

"Got you."

Striding out and closing the door, Gwen Wen left expressionlessly.

Back in the room, the room was littered with bags, large and small, and also, the dresses she had been quarreling for with Lily Liu.

She didn't buy it. Where did they come from?

Phone rang; It was the man on the other end of the call: "I bought all the clothes in this store for you, all of your size. How do you like them? Stupid woman, remember, no one touch you except for me; don’t let me clean your mess all the time!"

Gwen Wen, her eyes glistening with tears and her lips trembling, could not help saying what she had been afraid to say: "Come over tonight, you have my word."

These days, except form this man, she had got no help but endless harms, bullies; this man, on the contrary, never lied to her.

Hanging up the phone, she wiped her eyes, pulled herself together, and hung her clothes in the closet. A hidden compartment in the closet caught her attention she froze for a moment.

...

In the middle of the night, Hugh Lu was reading papers in his study as usual, and Gwen Wen was sleeping on the floor; she fished her hands under her pillow nervously to check on something and felt a little more secure.

Suddenly from behind someone embraced her around the waist; she knew it was him.

"There you are."

The man's warmth passed through her pajamas to her skin, but she didn't feel any heat. She felt cold from her body to her heart.

"I was surprised at your change today."
The man took her wrist, which was red and swollen from the handcuffing today, and rubbed it gently, so gently that she might have believed him with all her heart, had it not been for the despair in Gwen’s heart.

Gwen Wen rolled over and the nestled his chest. "From now on," she said softly, "I can only count on you."

The man chuckled and hugged her more tightly. "Of course, you can't be worse with me than with Hugh Lu."

Gwen Wen thought self-mockery in his arms, was she? What made him better than Hugh Lu? Weren’t they both demons ?!

Gwen Wen’s body stiffened as her heart beat like a drum. Just wait a moment, one more moment!

When he was completely off his guard, that was her timing!

Gwen’s breath became ragged and fast but not due to the arousal of the man but the visceral tension and excitement.

Tonight she was going to see who this man was!

At that last moment, Gwen Wen pulled out the flashlight under her pillow, and the blinding light fell straight on the man's face!