Words I Was Afraid To Hear 151 I Don't Know You

He fastened her seatbelt and went to sit on the driver's and started the car. As he clutched the steering wheel with both hands, he froze before he stepped on the accelerator.

The last time he was in the car with his wife was the incident. His eyes and lips shook as he tried to calm himself from the trauma.

He took a deep breath and let go of the clutch pedal as he stepped down the accelerator.

The car sped away in almost 200kph, that the lady sitting shotgun was even clutching her seatbelt. Everything went fast that she did not have time to process and react accordingly to the situation.

"Uh...S-sir...can...can you slow down?" She was careful with her words while checking if his expression will change.

Unfortunately, he did not make even the slightest reaction, as if he did not hear her. He even stepped more onto the accelerator pedal, making the speed even more dangerous.

When they reached the roads to the mountains, he slowed down to maneuver through the sharp curves, but still maintained the speed over a hundred.

At this point, the lady was just waiting for the car to fall off a cliff.

Luckily, it did not. Masaichi was once a mischievous drifter in City T when he was younger, so he actually knew how to steer his car even in high speed.

Finally, they arrived at the seaside road.

With screeching brakes, the car stopped.

The man driving unbuckled his seatbelt and went to open the pa.s.senger seat. He unfastened her seatbelt and dragged her out, taking her wrist.

He strode away, with her trying to keep up behind him so that her wrist will not be injured.

Behind him was the sad and painful expression of those hazel eyes behind the dark contact lenses.

She gulped and cleared her throat. "Mister, can you please stop?! Where are taking me?!" She tried to pry her wrist free.

Contrary to her request, the grip became tighter and the man sped up, almost making her lose balance.

When she lost footing, she expected her face to fall flat on the sand, but it instead landed on a st.u.r.dy chest. She then realized that she was being held at the waist and shoulders by a pair of strong arms.

She looked up and was terrified by his expression.

At this point, when Masaichi Xiu looked down, he saw his wife's face. Grief and longing filled him. He wanted to caress her face and kiss her, but as he stared longer, he remembered the report about her. His expression turned to anger and almost madness, as if questioning her of her betrayal.

She still tried to free herself. "Sir, why did you take me here?" She tried not to use the word 'kidnap' as not to trigger his emotions more. She remembered to use her deeper voice to talk to him.

"Why?" Masaichi's voice was cracking.

"Yes, Sir. The reason for you to drag me out here..."

"Why are you still pretending? Why are you still lying to me?" Masaichi's expression was mad as he gripped her shoulders by both hands.

Her eyes watered, but she kept her stance. "Sir, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm sorry, but I don't know you."

"Stop lying!" he spat, tightening his grip on her shoulders.

She winced in pain. She gritted her teeth and looked him in the eyes, with an expression which looked like she was blaming him.

He suddenly let go of one of her shoulders to cup her cheek as his lips smacked onto hers.

As he kissed her pa.s.sionately, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.