Chapter 1089 - Where’s the Difference?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

God, was that still her?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Her body was now covered with traces of green and purple vestiges. On her originally white skin were several distinct toothmarks that were oozing blood, so deeply bitten that her skin and flesh were somewhat rolled inwards. Between her slightly trembling legs, the traces of dried blood and unidentified liquid were so glaring that she looked away immediately and did not dare look again.

After panting for a long time, she struggled back to the bed and pulled the blanket over to cover herself.

Step by step, she moved with difficulty in the direction of the door. With every step she took, her bottom half ached terribly, as if she were walking on a mountain of daggers and sea of flames. The pain that felt like a wound that had just healed was torn open again was simply unbearable.

She didn’t know how much time she spent before she reached the door with difficulty.

This was the five-star hotel’s most exclusive presidential suite, and outside the bedroom was an equally spacious and luxurious living room. Xia Ling held onto the living room wall and continued to shift towards the door. Suddenly, she saw a man sitting on the sofa not far away. It was a familiar, cold and majestic man.

He used to be her God, but now, he was her nightmare.

She suddenly froze and her body trembled uncontrollably. She did not dare move a single inch under his gaze. He wore an iron-gray suit with a dark, fine-grain shirt underneath, exactly the same as when he had violated her. It felt like he would stand up and pounce on her at any moment.

She wanted to go back, but her feet were so weak. It was a miracle that she was able to support herself without falling.

He sat silently on the sofa and looked at her with his fingers interlaced. “You want to leave?” His low voice echoed in the quiet space, just like a devil’s whisper.

She didn’t know what to say. There was chaos in her mind, and the only thought she could capture from amongst them was—she had been struggling in the bedroom for so long, shifted around for so long, and had even fallen a few times and knocked over many things, it was impossible that he hadn’t heard it... he must have known she was awake!

But he had been waiting idly for her while sitting there. His patience made her afraid.

Her crystal clear eyes looked at him and even her voice shook as she said, “Let me go...”

“Go where?” He still sat in the same space, looking at her gently, as if watching an ignorant girl. “To the suite next door? Or back to the villa? Training Camp? Where else could you go?”

She was speechless. That’s right, where could she go?

It was he who adopted her, and she was his, she could not escape his palm no matter where she fled!

For a moment, huge sorrow engulfed her and she was filled with anger and grievances. She couldn’t control her tears and she screamed at him hoarsely, “Are you deliberately bullying me?! Do I deserve to be bullied by you just because I’m parentless! You, how could you do this to me? How could you...”

Her voice gradually got smaller and smaller and she started choking.

Pei Ziheng’s fingers tightened and he looked at the unstable girl standing next to the door. His dark expression changed unnoticeably. “Come here,” he said quietly.

She looked at him through her tears, full of hatred. She stood in the same place and dared not move.

He got up and walked towards her step by step. His tall figure was full of oppression, making the originally spacious space appear narrow and small. She began to tremble again and became more and more afraid. She couldn’t help but shrink and retreat backward, but her back hit the hard wall and she could no longer back off. She stared at him as he approached her until he was in front of her. He then bent forward and placed his hands on the wall on both sides of her, effortlessly trapping her in the narrow gap between the walls.

He was so so close that she could smell the scent from his body, just like when he had violated her.

Her legs were too soft to stand and she dared not look at him. He lifted her chin with one hand and forced her to lock eyes with him. “I’ve never thought about bullying you, I only want to pamper you properly. But Xiao Ling, you have to be punished if you don’t obey. Do you understand? Why did you sneak to the airport without my permission? Do you know how dangerous the outside world is? Have you thought about what would have happened if I’d been a minute later?”

“What would have happened?” Her tears flowed down her delicate cheeks and her voice was hoarse from crying for a long time. “What would have happened! You, you bully me like that, what’s the difference between you and the driver!”

He was stunned. He didn’t expect her to say such a thing and was more aggravated subconsciously. “I’m no different from that driver?” His stern voice was like from Hell.

She trembled and dared not speak.

Pei Ziheng looked at her calmly and suddenly remembered what Xia Yu had said to him a few days ago. [Sister hugged me and cried badly, she said something about hating something and feeling disgusted...]

Was it true that his touch was the same as other people’s touch to her?

It was all the same... unbearable?!

“I should have...” His fingers tightened more and more, hurting her so much her face turned pale. “I should have thrown you to the driver, or to whoever. When that happens, Xia Ling, don’t you dare cry to me for help!”

His distorted look put her in fear, and she was afraid he would really throw her to anyone the next moment. Fortunately, he didn’t. He pulled her back to the big bed and pressed onto her body. “Let me tell you what’s the difference!”

“Don’t!” She screamed and cried, “Pei Ziheng, don’t! I’m wrong, I’m wrong! I shouldn’t have sneaked out and not listened to you! Please don’t hurt me... Please...” She cried, heartbroken. Her tears and mucus were muddled on her face and she looked up at him pleadingly. She didn’t want to suffer the same purgatory again.

His gaze softened and he gently touched her pale and frail cheeks with his fingers, as if caressing a disobedient kitten. He asked softly, “Do you know your wrong now?”

“I know, I know!” She couldn’t stop crying and curled up under him while shivering. “I won’t ever run away and be disobedient again. I won’t ever throw a temper with you again. I’ll be very good and obedient, I swear.”

He asked, “What else?”

What else? She widened her eyes slightly, looking at him in confusion and fear. She didn’t understand what he meant.

Pei Ziheng guided her patiently. “It seems you haven’t understood the difference between me and the driver.”

She was so scared her heartbeat almost stopped. “I... I understand. You... You’re different.”

“Where’s our difference?” He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

She couldn’t answer his question, and big drops of tears flowed down her cheeks. She was so afraid he would tear her into pieces in the next second.

He looked at her with pity and suddenly chuckled. “Why are you crying again? People who don’t know will think I’m bullying you. I’ve told you before, I only hurt you as a form of punishment. As long as you’re obedient, I’ll promise never to hurt you again. Have a good rest. When you’ve recovered, I’ll tell you where’s the difference.”

The last sentence was like a whisper between lovers.