Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 129: Worry

Cathy compressed her lips and kept in silence.

Tyrone looked at her. His eyes gradually darkened. His bony fingers passed through her hair. His other hand gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to the restaurant first, and then go away, OK?"

Cathy looked down. She slightly tilted her head away from his fingers, and said lightly, "No, you just go now."

Tyrone frowned, "Cathy..."

How could he leave her alone?

Cathy looked up at him with an expressionless look. She smiled quietly. Her plain little face was bright and beautiful. "I want to walk alone. If you want to continue to be a following dog, I won't stop it, but don't appear in my sight."

After said that, she staggered his body and left without turning her head back.

The man's eyebrows immediately wrinkled, but did not immediately follow.

On the sidewalk, Cathy walked slowly and leisurely, regardless of whether the man was following or not. She seemed to be walking and looking at the scenery on both sides at will, but if you look carefully, you can perceive the empty and empty eyes, completely without focusing. It liked she was thinking something and lost her mind.

She didn't know how long after she staggered down, and did not notice. She was going to continue to move forward, a tender voice suddenly sounded, "Aunt, you hit me..." Why don't you apologize?" Cathy was startled, like waking up suddenly, looking back, and looking down, she realized that a lovely little girl was looking at her with a dissatisfied face.

She responded and squatted down. Her face was looked apologetic and concerned. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Aunt didn't notice just now. Did I hurt you?"

The little girl twisted two beautiful eyebrows. Her pink face bulging into two buns and pursed her lips, looking at her for a moment, then taught her solemnly with a soft and waxy voice"Aunt... You can't do that. Mom said you must be attentive when walking, or you will fall down and step on cats and dogs.

"Er..."

Looking at the small face that was not as big as her palm. Her face was tender and could pinch out the water. The eyes were full of earnest. Cathy looked at once and bit her lips then nodded. She solemnly promised, "Yes, aunt know my mistake and I will pay attention to it next time."

The little girl smiled that could warm her heart. She raised her little hand and patted her forehead, like touching a pet. She said softly, "Well, that's right. Mom said that if you know you are wrong, you'll be a good girl... Goodbye, Aunt. I'm leaving..."

Cathy just wanted to nod. Suddenly, she was stunned, and stopped her. She looked around, and asked puzzled, "Baby, are you alone? Where is your Mom?

At that time she find out that there was no adult around her.

"Mom's not here. It's Grandma. It's over there." The little girl pointed to the old woman sitting on the bench not far away.

Cathy took a look. She calmed down and gently touched her hair, "Okay, then go quickly. Don't go out alone, OK?"

"Oh, good-bye, aunt."

The little girl waved to her, stepped on her short legs and ran away.

Cathy watched, smiling, standing up slowly, patting the dust on the clothes pendulum when she was about to leave, a raindrop suddenly hit her face. It was cold and heavy. She was stunned and looked up at the sky.

The sky was gloomy and gray. The raindrops hit her face as many as possible, more and more, more and more urgent.

Her face suddenly changed. She touched her bag then turned around and ran after her, shouting, "Baby!"

The little girl and her grandmother seemed to have noticed the rain, and they were about to leave. Cathy came up to them, panted and shouted, "Baby."

The little girl turned her head and looked at her. She was stunned. "Huh? Aunt."

Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, Cathy could not afford to greet them. She took an umbrella out of her bag and opening it and handed it to the old woman. "Aunt, please take this umbrella."

It was a bad day that day. When she got up early and went out, it rained a little, so she put an umbrella on her bag.

The old woman took the child by the hand and looked at her gratefully. "What about you, girl?"

Cathy 's face was hit by raindrops which was as big as beans. As she raised her hand, she changed to laugh and said, "It's all right. My car is not far from here. Just walk over. Aunt, you can take the child home soon. It's raining heavily. This umbrella can't cover."Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"Oh, well, thank you, little girl." The old woman kept thanking her.

"Aunt, how can I return this umbrella to you?" The little girl blinked at her.

When the rain hit her eyes, Cathy subconsciously squinted and smiled. "No, you don't need to return it. Go back quickly."

After that, she waved her hand and said no more. She looked up and stepped back towards the hospital.

The car was still parked in the parking lot over there. She was also in a bad mood because of Tyrone. She planned to walk here for a while and then go back. She didn't expect it to rain. Moreover, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Her clothes were getting wet after standing for a while.

The strong smell of dust and fishy smell came from all directions. Raindrops on her head became more and more big and urgent. They dripped into the open collar and touched her skin. She tremble because of the cold water.

Her hands were in front of her forehead, and she looked down at the road as she moved forward. The ground was wet.

"Cathy."

Uh huh?

Cathy was stunned. There seemed to be someone calling her out in the sound of the rain.

When she looked up for a moment, she didn't pay attention to her feet. Suddenly, the sole of her shoes slipped, and she leaned forward very quickly.

"Ah!"

Cathy 's brain suddenly blanked and the blood of the whole body instantly ice into the bone marrow, and forgot all the reactions.

"Cathy!"

A roar that nearly cracked the chest sounded like a flat thunder throughout the rain. At the same time, Cathy was shocked. At the moment before landing, her hands protected her stomach, but her forehead hit a stone and bled instantly.

Although Tyrone ran to her at a very fast speed, he was still a little late. Her face was tense and even reflected white light. Her pupils shrank sharply. Tyrone picked her up and asked with a quick breath, "Cathy Cathy? Are you OK?

Cathy slowly opened her eyes. She saw his impatient face vaguely. Then she opened her mouth. It seemed to get the feeling and said in the low voice, "I, I do not know..."

Her face was scared to death and it was as pale as paper.

It was still raining and soon washed away a little blood from her forehead. The whole person was in a terrible state.

Tyrone really wanted to shout at her directly, but when he saw that, he was immediately distressed and forced to calm down on the verge of violence. It seemed that his trembling veins on his forehead were almost broken.

"Tell me if you feel painful. Don't be afraid. I'll take you to the hospital right now." Breathing heavily, the man held her in his arms, hoping to block the rain as much as possible. He hurried forward without any pause.