Chapter 98


    Chapter 98


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    When Leon finished his sentence, I saw tears welling up in Francesca''s eyes. She looked like she was


    struggling to findfort after getting hurt. All of a sudden, she pressed her lips firmly together, as if


    she had juste to some sort of decision. I didn''t want to continue questioning Leon, but he wouldn''t


    stop talking. "We have to return Quinn what we owe her, Renee."


    "What about whatever you owe Francesca?" I asked calmly.


    He was silent for a moment. "That''s none of your business," he uttered in an agitated voice. I seemed


    to have hit a nerve in him, for he ended the call right after that. "I''m sorry. I''ll talk to him," I told


    Francesca while putting my phone away.


    "It''s fine. I''ll handle this on my own. I''ll reject him!" she uttered in a determined voice. "I don''t have any


    sort of rtionship with Quinn, so there''s no reason for me to donate a kidney to a stranger. I''m not that


    selfless. If anything, I''m more selfish than I thought I was," she uttered. I didn''t know how true herst


    sentence was. However, she did seem like a changed person. She no longer appeared as hesitant and


    weak as before.


    Francesca sent me to the front door of the Norman Residence. I got out of the car and watched as she


    drove off before I turned to walk into the house. I saw a man behind me the moment I turned around. I


    wasn''t too shocked since I already knew that he''d be there. I intended to hide from him at first, but I


    figured that hiding would make me seem like I was guilty of something. I had no reason to fear him, and


    I felt like it''d be better to juste face-to-face with him.


    I didn''t feel like talking to him, so I tried to walk past him to go into the house. "Can we talk?" he uttered


    while grabbing onto my wrist. "Who are you to ask me that?" I shot him a side re. Who are you to


    expect me to waste my time on you? I wanted to order him to let go of me, but he suddenly tugged me


    close before lifting me into his arms and carrying me away from the house. He brought me into a car.


    I thrashed my limbs around in an attempt to get out of the car, but Nichs suddenly pulled my skirt up


    before speaking in a yful yet threatening tone. "Would you rather go in like aplete mess and


    have ir see your panties, or would you rather stay with me and…" Nichs paused for a moment


    before he continued in a more dejected voice. "I just wanted to chat. I want to know how you have been


    recently. I''m worried about your health," he said.


    My skirt had been pulled up, revealingrge parts of my skin. I red at the man angrily. "What has my


    body got to do with you? What are we to each other now, Nichs? Who are you to touch me like that?


    Hurry up and give me a change of clothes to put on and let me go. Otherwise, I''ll really cut all ties from


    you," I ordered.


    "We''ve practically cut all ties now. Do you think I care? Let me take you somewhere, Ree," he said. He


    was afraid that I would run away, so he took off his leather belt and tied it around my wrist. Then, he got


    into the driver''s seat and drove away from the Norman Residence. Nichs was literally kidnapping me


    and forcefully taking me away at this point. I had no choice but to allow him to bring me to a vi that


    was situated by the beachside.


    Once we got there, Nichs stopped the car by the roadside. Then, he came over to carry me into the


    vi. However, he quickly realized that my dress was wet. "Why is it wet?" he asked with a frown. I


    turned my head around to show that I was ignoring his question, and he simply carried me bridal style


    into the vi. Then, he got me changed into one of his shirts.


    Nichs'' actions were gentle, as if I were some precious item that he had to protect. The nicer he was,


    the angrier I felt. After he got me changed, he held me in his arms before letting out a sigh. "It''s been


    so long since Ist smelled your scent! I''ve missed you so much in the past two months, Ree. I nearly


    lost my mind from missing you too much!"


    "Let go of me!" I hissed through gritted teeth. "Let me exin, Ree," he uttered. The skies were dark


    outside, and all of the lights in the vi were turned off. I couldn''t see his expression, and I got tired of


    wrestling him as he held me in his arms. I knew I couldn''t escape his grip, anyway. I felt emotionally


    drained at this point, so I simply spoke to him in a calm voice. "What do you want to exin? Do you


    want to im that you got married to Alice only because you had a deal with Quinn to keep me alive?


    What did I tell you previously? I don''t want Quinn to save me! I''d rather die than have her save me! Yet,


    you secretly hosted a wedding with Alice without me knowing… Why should I listen to your exnation


    right now, Nichs?"


    "Ree…" he mumbled as he tightened his hug around me. I pinched onto his arm before reminding him


    in an icy tone, "I''m infertile!"


    "Renee!" Nichs growled. "I don’t want you to say that about yourself… I''m sorry. I just wanted to


    chase you away that night," he said. Did he just say that he wanted to chase me away?! I couldn''t


    handle the look on Nichs'' face every time he made a mistake and tried to apologize for his


    wrongdoings. "If you want to chase me away, then stop clinging to me right now!" I hissed as I tried to


    push him off of me.


    My eyes were filled with fury as I red at him. "But I''m worried about you." A look shed across his


    eyes as he tilted his head to look at me. "What''s there to be worried about? I can assure you that I''m


    completely healthy apart from my infertility issue!" I uttered in the most sarcastic tone I could manage.


    "Stop holding this against me," he said before pausing. "I feel really bad, Ree." He stood up and held


    onto my wrists, but I immediately flung his hands away before spitting at him. "Stop acting all weak and


    hurt! Do you think I haven''t been feeling bad in the past two months? Do you think I would agree to


    receive Quinn''s treatment?" I asked him with a conflicted look on my face.


    "I know you wouldn''t, but I had a way to force you to do it." His shirt was crumpled from all my shoving,


    and he shut his eyes before he continued speaking. "I would go to the extent of knocking you out if that


    would allow me to force you to take the medication!"


    "F*ck off!" I raised my leg to kick him. My temper was horrible, especially when I thought about what


    happened in the church about two months ago. I couldn''t forgive Nichs whenever I reyed that


    scene in my head.


    Hees running to me, and he exins himself after every single mistake he makes, expecting me


    to forgive him despite all of his shorings. Who does he think he is? Why should I forgive him? No. I


    won''t! I won''t forgive him for the rest of my life, even if I still love him. Nichs didn''t dodge my kick, but


    I slipped andnded on the ground after kicking his body. He bent down to carry me up as he


    whispered into my ear, "We love each other, Ree… If that weren''t the case, why did you choose me


    over Christopher?"


    Although we were in the midst of summer, I felt chills all over me as I gazed at the man before my eyes.


    "You''re right to think that I love you. I''ve even chosen to forgive you multiple times now. But do you


    think I''m capable of doing that for the rest of my life? I''ve been with you for three years, Nichs. What


    good have you done for me in the past three years? Nothing!" I hissed.


    All that he gave me in the past three years was pain and agony. He was the one who caused my


    cancer. He was the reason I was infertile! The scar on my face… He and Maria were the ones who left


    it there. I felt utterly horrible. "Youin that I''m infertile, but who was the cause of my infertility?" I


    emphasized every syble as I spoke. Nichs felt extremely sorry, and he hugged me tightly. Right


    then, I felt some warm liquid trickling down my neck, and its warmth seemed to make my insides burn.


    Is he crying? That was the first time I had seen Nichs cry.


    Even when May described the way he had bawled his eyes out in front of my tombstone, I still couldn''t


    picture how the man looked when he was crying.


    He seemed to be calming me down as his palm stroked my back in an inconsistent rhythm. I was too


    dazed to respond as I listened to his hoarse voice ringing in my ear. "You were vomiting blood during


    those two days, Ree. You were so weak, and all you did was sleep while I was at your house. I knew


    that you couldn''t hang on for much longer, and I was terrified that you would leave me. I didn''t care if


    you would hate me—what mattered was that I kept you alive! I thought that I could bear the hatred you


    would feel for me, but when Shawn appeared in the heavy rain and brought you away without saying a


    single thing…"


    Nichs let go of me and stared at me with his tear-stained face. His voice sounded oddly rough as he


    spoke. "He''s such a powerful and outstanding man. I was terrified. I panicked. I was afraid that both of


    you… Ree, I brought Quinn along to Eldham that night itself, but you were in the operation theater. The


    man leaned against the wall without saying a single thing as he red at me. His gaze seemed to be


    saying that I had trespassed his property, but how would I dare to do such a thing? How was that even


    trespassing? You belonged to me. He was the outsider!"


    Nichs'' face was pale and weak—he looked as if he had just suffered a huge blow of shock. "He


    didn''t allow Quinn to save you, and he said that these were your orders. I asked him if he was going to


    insist on following your orders even if you were about to die."


    I could already imagine the icy look on Shawn''s face when he responded to this question. He probably


    said nothing more than that one word—yeah. That was how distant and cold he was. Even though that


    was what I assumed, Nichs'' statement proved me wrong. "Shawn said that you wouldn''t die, but I


    didn''t know where he got that confidence from! Fortunately, you did manage to survive even without


    Quinn''s medication. So, Shawn managed to fulfill a promise that I hadn''t been able to. I guess that''s


    good. At least you''re alive now! At least you''re alive…" Nichs continued to mumble to himself for a


    while.


    Although I hated and resented him, I still felt bad when I saw him acting like this—he was a man I had


    once loved deeply, after all. I had given up on my nine years of beliefs for the sake of this man. I felt


    extremely sad at that thought, but I knew that I still couldn''t forgive Nichs then. I stood up in an


    attempt to leave the suffocating environment that I was in. However, he then grabbed onto my ankle,


    which made me trip and fall to the ground.


    There was a thick carpet on the ground, so it didn''t hurt when I fell. All of a sudden, I saw Nichs''


    body above mine. He pressed himself against me as he began to nib on the skin around my neck. His


    touch was gentle, and it felt like a cat''s paws scratching against my skin. From my neck, he continued


    kissing me all the way up to my cheek. Iy still on the ground as I figured that he would let go of me


    once he got bored.


    Perhaps he wouldn’t even get bored—perhaps he''d feel frustrated. But Nichs then sat up and


    stroked the back of my head while speaking in a gentle tone. "Can you stop hating me, Ree?"


    I couldn''t bring myself to say yes, so I stood up quietly. He instinctively grabbed my arm, and I barked


    at him icily, "Let go of me now!"


    I wasn''t afraid of him when he attacked or hurt me—I was the most afraid of him when he showed his


    weaker side. I was a soft-hearted woman—both Francesca and I were simr in that aspect. After that,


    Nichs let go of me before he lifted me off my feet and carried me upstairs. I wasn''t as strong as he


    was, so there was no point in fighting him at all.


    "If you don''t let me go now, I''m going to show you what it feels like to be in hell!" I threatened. Deep


    down, I knew that this was hopeless. He acted as if he couldn''t hear me at all—he carried me up to his


    bedroom. But the moment he lowered me down, I scrambled over to the nearest window before


    throwing myself out of it. Behind me, I could hear his loud cry. "Ree!"