Meeting The One For Me

However, Ryan also needed Audrey’s affection. This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Although she seemed to have been drained of all her strength by Ryan’s kiss which left her defenseless, she still tried to respond to him.

Audrey sensed a momentary pause from Ryan. Leaning against his neck, she took the initiative.

Audrey recalled Ryan’s indifferent expression as he beat up the middle–aged man earlier. She tightened her arm around his neck and stood on tiptoe.

Her inexperienced and eager response soothed Ryan’s boiling emotions, but his greed and illicit desire for her grew infinitely.

He was reluctant to part their lips and tongues. He pulled Audrey into his arms with his bloodied hand, forcefully opened the back seat door and stuffed her inside while she was still dizzy.

The door closed.

Audrey braced herself and moved backward.

She saw Ryan take off his glasses and throw them into the front seat. He then quickly grabbed her ankle and pulled her down beneath him as his fingers caressed her face. In his cold, sharp, pitch–black eyes, there was a frightening greed and obsession.

The bright red blood on Audrey’s pale face was glaringly obvious. She was oxygen–deprived and still feeling dizzy. Her eyes were filled with tears. She clung tightly to Ryan’s suit and panted. “Your hand needs to be cleaned and bandaged at the hospital. Let me drive.”

Audrey’s sobbing voice made Ryan lose his wits. He pinched her cheek and kissed her again. He used brute force to pry open her lips and teeth, and their tongues intertwined once again. His rough actions were filled with abnormal fervor.

A passing vehicle illuminated them with its headlights. Audrey was startled. She grabbed onto her pants, which were about to be removed by Ryan. She blocked her legs with her hands and said, “Let’s go to the hospital!”

Ryan gasped violently in the darkness. It was a close call but was interrupted. His tone was not very nice as he asked, “Are you that concerned about my hand?”

“Yes! Let’s get your wound cleaned and bandaged. Then, we’ll continue at home, okay?” Audrey replied while trembling. Her voice had softened.

Audrey couldn’t see the lustful desire in Ryan’s eyes. All she could feel was his feverish breath against her ear.

“Okay?” She pleaded softly.”

What Audrey didn’t know was that her voice was a great indulgence for Ryan’s out–of- control emotions.

This only inflated his dirty and terrifying desire for her to horrifying extend.

In the emergency room, a nurse cleaned the glass shards from Ryan’s hand before the doctor came to suture and bandage it.

Audrey’s blush hadn’t faded from her ears. She held onto Ryan’s suit jacket and asked the nurse, “He’s been drinking. Can he have anesthesia when getting stitches?”

Ryan looked down at his hand, which had been washed with hydrogen peroxide, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

The nurse wearing a mask replied, “No, he can’t. He’ll have to endure it.”

Ryan received three stitches on his hand.

As the doctor bandaged Ryan’s wound, Audrey stepped out of the emergency room and called Daphne.

Standing in the corner, Audrey felt embarrassed. “Daphne, sorry I didn’t call you back earlier. I was busy. I’ve sent you my location. You and Azure could head over.”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about us. Azure and I have already checked into the hotel! Joseph has taken your ex–husband to the hospital. I called to ask just now. He’s currently suffering from a concussion and briefly passed out midway. They’re keeping him in the hospital for observation, fearing he might have a brain hemorrhage! Joseph will stay with Nathan at the hospital tonight.” Daphne recounted what happened after Audrey left.