Absentminded

Sitting in her own car, driving down the highway, she pressed play on the CD, letting soothing music drift through the air. The sunset hung on the horizon, signaling the approaching evening. She rolled down the window, letting the wind caress her long hair.

Seated behind the wheel, she took a deep breath, reminding herself to stay alert—at least until she drove home before collapsing. What a chaotic day!

Dining at an upscale restaurant was supposed to be a delightful experience, but who could have expected the seemingly dignified young professor to shamelessly ask her to be his lover, his face unflushed and heart untroubled? He even tried to be romantic, sending her flowers that nearly cost her life.

As fate would have it, the one who leapt in to save her at the critical moment was the violent man who hadn’t shown his face in eight years.

Even more outrageous, the violent man, with his boundless shamelessness, forcibly dragged her to his apartment, then tossed her onto his bed and tormented her for half the day!

In the end, she couldn’t tell whether it was ecstasy or agony, but she was left nearly paralyzed.

Young men had stamina far beyond hers; she nearly fainted. Heaven knew how much she longed to sleep as deeply as he did!

But thinking of the person waiting for her at home, she couldn’t indulge herself, couldn’t spend the night away.

She hailed a cab straight to the Gaoli Building to retrieve her car, then drove home.

All the way, her mind was filled with visions of the infuriating violent man.

He held her, kissed her, heedless of anyone else...

His wicked smile made her want to knock him flat.

His gaze burned like flames; in his presence, she felt powerless, as if bewitched.

He did this to her, then that...

Heaven! She thought she had forgotten him, so why did he have to appear now, disrupting her heart? It was maddening!

Xia Yuwei freed one hand to wave vigorously before her eyes, as if that could drive Lu Yichen from her mind.

Fine, just this once. Enough. There will never be a next time, she swore.

"ANGEL keeps me company, feeling this gentle breeze..."

Her phone rang.

Xia Yuwei instinctively pressed the answer button, taking the call through her Bluetooth headset.

"Hello!" Her mind wandered.

"Mummy!" A tender voice of a six- or seven-year-old boy came from the other end.