Chapter 64 I''ll Never Forgive You


    "I hear you." ra''s tone was cold, "But I don''t want to talk to you."


    ra''s cold attitude stung Darren, and his hand squeezing ra''s wrist involuntarily hardened.


    "You''re still mad about the party?" Darren barely held himself together, "I''m sorry about that. Also, I


    didn''t know about the photos; you have to believe me. I''m not that mean."


    ra didn''t want to pay any attention to Darren, but when she heard him say, "You have to trust me",


    she couldn''t help but hold the sarcasm in her eyes, "Trust you? Believe you in what? That you hate me


    so much that you want to ruin my reputation? Or you''ve gone to all that trouble just to torture me?"


    Darren''s face turned pale, and his tone took on a bit of anger, "ra, you''ve known me for so long,


    don''t you know what kind of person I am? Even if I hated you, I wouldn''t do something that despicable!"


    Darren''s words caused the sarcastic curve of ra''s mouth to increase.


    Apart from the sarcasm, her smile was a little more miserable and helpless this time, "Darren, you want


    me to trust you, but have you ever given me your trust?"


    Darren hadn''t expected that from ra and was stunned.


    "We''ve known each other for so long, been together for three whole years, don''t you know what kind of


    person I am?" ra took his tone and said slowly; her eyes couldn''t help but reddened, "But back then,


    a few pictures, gossip from others, made youpletely forget what kind of person I was; you always


    preferred to believe everything others said, not me."


    Darren''s heart shook.


    What did ra mean by this?


    Was she rebuking him for not trusting her back then?


    "That''s not even close to the same thing!" Darren felt irritated for no reason, "Fine, even if I


    misunderstood you two years ago, can you exin how you, an ordinary little journalist, could have


    married my uncle? Isn''t this the best evidence that you went to great lengths to join a wealthy family?


    And don''t think I didn''t see your submissivenessst time in front of Mr. Muller. It''s just that I didn''t want


    to tell my uncle. I''m afraid he doesn''t even know what kind of a woman you are out there!"


    Looking at Darren in front of her, ra suddenly felt that she had been kicked in the head by a donkey


    to say those words to him.


    The woman in his heart was already a dirty slut, and she was still talking to him about trust?


    What a fool.


    What a fool she was.


    When ra didn''t say anything, Darren assumed she had nothing to say in return, and as his gaze


    inadvertently swept over the red mark on her neck that hadn''t fadedpletely, the beast in his chest


    seemed to reawaken.


    "You say I should know you, but what you showed me in those three years we were together wasn''t


    even the real ra, was it!" Darren growled low, "The ra I knew would blush at the thought of


    holding hands, but the real you? ra, you''re still strutting around with that obvious mark on your neck.


    Do you have any shame?"


    Darren knew his words were harsh, and if they were before, he wouldn''t have believed he could say


    something so snarky.


    But when it came to ra, he was as if being possessed and had be entirely unlike himself.


    ra looked at Darren in front of her, not angry at his insults, nor did she retort, only her eyes grew


    colder.


    "Darren," she suddenly spoke in a low voice, soft but colder, "if one day you find out that everything is a


    figment of your imagination. When that happens, even if you try to apologise to me, I will never forgive


    you."


    With those words, ra shook off Darren''s hand without ncing at him and turned to leave.


    It was only after she had walked outside the pantry that ra felt herself out of breath, and she gasped


    for air so drastically that her lungs seemed to be going to explode.


    At that moment, her phone suddenly rang.


    ra looked at her phone, and the moment she saw the name disyed on the screen, she was


    stunned; the next second, she picked it up as if she had grabbed a lifeline.


    "Horace..." she said quickly before the person on the phone could even speak.


    Horace''s low voice on the other end of the line rang out, "ra, where are you?"


    "I''m at the office." ra tried to keep herself calm as she replied, "I''m workingte; I texted you earlier


    and told you that you didn''t have to wait for me for dinner."


    "I know." Horace''s voice was as cold and nd as ever, but at this point, ra felt as if it was calming


    her down, "Come down."


    "Down?" ra stared, "Down where?"


    "Downstairs, I''m downstairs from your office."


    Lost in thought for a moment, ra ignored the high heels on her feet and quickly ran towards the lift.


    In the lift, her heart pounded as she watched the numbers on the lift screen, and she mentally chanted


    -


    Hurry up, hurry up...


    For the first time, she suddenly wanted to see Horace quickly.


    Ding.


    The lift finally stopped on the ground floor, and ra couldn''t wait to get out.


    Running to the door, she saw the familiar ck Bentley.


    At this moment, she couldn''t care less if anyone from the office saw her; she just put her feet up,


    straightened her messy clothes and hair, and walked quickly.


    Inside the car, Horace caught a glimpse of ra''s movements through the window, and his dark eyes


    flickered with a smile as he quickly opened the door.


    ra got into the car.


    "What brings you here?" She looked at the man in front of her, looking increasingly calm and


    handsome in a simple navy jumper.


    "To bring you dinner," Horace said lightly, handing the lunchbox in his hand to ra.


    ra froze and opened the lunchbox to see Martha''s exquisite cooking inside.


    In disbelief, ra looked up at Horace, "You came to our office just to bring me food?"


    Perhaps ra''s eyes were too puzzled. Horace averted his eyes a little unnaturally and coughed


    lightly, "No, I went to a meeting at the office and brought it for you on my way."


    ra couldn''t help but snort out augh.


    Even a shrewd person like Horace could say the wrong thing at times.


    Herpany was in the west, their home was in the east, and Horace''spany was in the middle, so


    there was no such thing as "stopping by".


    But ra knew that Horace was thin-skinned, so she didn''t say anything; she just put the lunchbox in


    her arms and said softly, "Horace, thank you."


    Horace looked at her again, her eyes shining like a sea of stars in the dimly lit carriage.


    "You''re wee." He whispered a little more softness in his tone than he was aware of, "Take it back


    to your office. It''s not good to leave your seat for too long, is it?"


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    ra nodded and opened the car door to get out.


    But the moment she was about to get out of the car, she suddenly felt a little reluctant.


    She suddenly turned her head to Horace and looked at him.


    When Horace saw ra''s hesitation, he frowned slightly, "What''s wrong?"


    Looking at the handsome man in front of her, ra felt a softness in her heart and spoke softly, almost


    without thinking, "Horace, can I hug you?"