He pulls me into his arms.
Perhaps his voice was too gentle, or perhaps my head is not clear at the moment.
I was so close to nodding in agreement.
But I quickly regained my senses.
If I became Michael's lover, I would never be able to hold my head high in front of others all my life.
I hastily opened the car door and got off Micheal.
Because I moved so suddenly, my legs gave way and I fell to the ground.
But I stubbornly said, "I won't be your lover.
I appreciate you saving me today and I will find a way to repay you.
I will also pay back the money I owe you.
But I will not degrade myself."
I don't know if these words will make Michael angry.
He remained silent for a long time, which made me even more nervous.
He started the car and there was a pause as he passed by me.
I knew, he was waiting for me to change my mind.
In the end, seeing I had no intention of agreeing, Michael gave me a deep look and drove off, leaving a trail of dust.
What a lowly man!
To leave me in such a barren and remote place, how am I supposed to get back?
Not wanting to be seen in such a disgraceful state, I could only call Edwin.
After telling him my location, he didn't ask any questions and simply agreed to help.
By the time Edwin arrived, it was starting to get dark.
After getting out of the car, he saw me but didn't dare to approach.
Instead, he stood at a distance and asked, "Are you okay?"
I know, my present appearance would frighten anyone.
I was covered in mud after rolling on the ground, and my clothes were torn, leaving only a few pieces of fabric that hardly covered anything.
I gave a smile to Edwin, "I'm fine."
He only then walked over, slipping off his coat to drape it over me, he never asked what had happened.
When we got home, Edwin thoughtfully ordered takeout.
After eating, I retired to my room.
For a long time, I couldn't fall asleep.
My mind was filled with the things I did with Michael in the car.
Thinking about his constant kisses falling on me, I felt as if my skin was still burning hot.
After a while, I finally fell asleep.
Early in the morning, I was rudely awakened by a frantic knocking at the door.
"Ella, could you answer the door," the groggy voice of Edwin came from the next room.
I walked to the door in my nightgown.
Upon opening it, there stood two beautiful women.
One was about thirty with the elegance of a mature woman, the other was charmingly delicate, likely around my age of twenty-two or three.
Upon seeing me, both women wore a face of anger.
"Who are you," the mature woman began, glancing at me disdainfully.
"Ella," I answered truthfully.
"What's your relationship with Edwin and why are you here?"
the younger woman probed harshly.
Her arrogant demeanor left me at a loss for words.
I was clueless about how to explain and I didn't want to speak wrongly and invite trouble.
"Do you have a problem with her living at my place?"
Edwin's languid voice sounded from behind, and I turned my head, only to find him coming out clad just in a pair of large underwear.
Hastily, I averted my gaze, inwardly criticising,
'Talk about being casual at home.
' "Edwin."
Upon seeing Edwin, the two women instantly softened their faces, turning utterly tender.
However, Edwin simply walked over, casually slung his arm around my waist, whispering ambiguously into my ear, "Darling, how are you awake so early?"
Obviously, this sentence was targeted at those two women.
Suddenly, I was thrown off, unsure of how to react.