Chapter 52 - Saved

"Don't you want to go out and take a look?"
When I saw such an indifferent Damon, I didn't feel grateful in my heart, but actually felt some sympathy.
If Damon and I really canceled the agreement after, will he also be this indifferent to me.
"You're sympathizing with her?" Damon snapped around, his turquoise eyes filled with anger, not knowing if it was because of Morgan or because of me.
Facing such a Damon made me a little afraid: "I ...... I am not ......"
I didn't dare to continue to look him in the eye, Damon reached out and cupped my chin, forcing me to look at him.
"Do you feel sympathy for someone who has betrayed you when you are confronted with him?"
Damon pressed me harder and harder, leaving me unsure how to answer him.
The change in his attitude towards Morgan was so extreme that I couldn't see which one was the real him.
At the same time, Damon's performance reinforced my desire to leave him.
"Answer me, will you forgive him?"
Damon saw that I did not give an answer for a long time, and repeated his question again.
"I... I won't forgive him, but Morgan is your fiancée."
I looked Damon straight in the eyes, no matter what his excuses were, everyone knew that Morgan was his fiancée, and he had invited so many media to expose the relationship between the two.
So I was even more worried that my relationship with Damon would be captured by these media.
This caused consequences, all for what we do not want to see and do not want to bear.
"Damn it, I repeat for the last time, my relationship with Morgan will be automatically dissolved when the product promotion is over."
Damon acted so angry at my misunderstanding that he punched the wooden door.
I could clearly see an instant dent in the door, while also stained with a lot of Damon's blood.
Hearing this sound, the Grimm outside the door directly crashed open the door and saw Damon and me in the room at a standstill.
"Now whatever conflict you have, we should go back, Sophie is already very worried."
Grimm shook his phone, with Sophie's avatar jumping around on it.
Grimm watched as neither Damon nor I spoke again, before picking up the phone and telling Sophie where we were and having the driver come and pick us up.
On the way back, Sophie kept nagging me about my carelessness and dragging Damon into it, which made me very upset.
If Damon hadn't been behind me, I wouldn't have gotten scared and rolled down the hill, and even lost my phone.
Damon was silent all the way, even William close to help him dress the wound did not resist, let William not the slightest gentle cleaning wounds.
I looked at Damon's wounds, and his pale face, heart began to throb again.
I wanted to ask Damon something, but Morgan was sitting beside him, which gave me no reason or excuse.
And Sophie seemed to have wondered about the relationship between Damon and me, all the way to ask what had happened during the time we were missing.
And all the things of did not return home to my parents' attitude made me sad.
"Do you know who it was that saved your life today? Do you know how much responsibility the family needs to take for letting him get hurt?"
I had just returned to my room and opened the door when my mother flung a slap at me, her voice so sharp it made me feel quite harsh.
I covered my face and looked at her incredulously.
"I told you a long time ago that Eric was not allowed to go out, how did you promise me that you must ruin your sister's wedding before you would stop?"
"I didn't! When the wedding is over, I will take Eric away immediately and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on!"
I couldn't accept that my mother was blaming Eric for all the problems, and at the same time it made me blame myself even more.
In addition to the problems it caused the family, my relationship with Damon even affected Sophie's wedding.
"Eric would have had no relationship with our family, and it's not up to you as the family's first lady to disassociate yourself."
Mother looked at me with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, but more of a command without the slightest hint of emotion.
"Clean yourself up, you will invite important guests for dinner tonight, don't disgrace the family."
After saying that, my mother left the room with her own noblewomanly stride.
After my mother left, I stood in the bathroom and kept rinsing my head with the shower, trying to rely on the cold water to help me calm down.
Suddenly I heard the sound of the room door opening.
"Sophie, is that you?"
I turned off the shower and asked loudly, but didn't hear an answer from anyone outside.
This made me feel suspicious, wrapped up in a towel, casually found a curling iron in the bathroom as a weapon, and cautiously approached the door.
I saw a tall figure approaching the shower and saw the door handle being twisted.
My heart was almost beating out of my throat at this point.
As the bathroom door was opened, the curling iron in my hand swung towards the person who opened the door.
"Pop..."
The curling iron was caught with one hand, and only then did I see who this person was who was trying to sneak into the room while I was in the shower.
"Damon, what are you doing here?"
Still with the very familiar fiery red hair, I looked at his face and lowered my voice to ask.
How did he know about my room? And what was he doing over here?
A series of questions swirled in my head.
"Would you believe me when I say I accidentally walked into the wrong room?"
Damon snatched the curling iron from my hand and tossed it aside.
His body kept closing in on me while I took one step back and was soon cornered by Damon.
"Do I look like a ten year old? What the hell do you want to do?"
I have to say that Damon's excuse was really too lame, and the blazing fire in his pupils had long since revealed his true thoughts.
"To finish what was left unfinished in the cabin, of course."
Damon braced himself on one hand at my side and slowly approached me.
With a flying kick, I tried to kick him in the key part, but my leg was grabbed by Damon while I lost my balance completely and fell into Damon's arms.
Damon had one hand on my waist, and the hand holding my calf was changing from grabbing to touching, exploring up my smooth calf.
"Stop, this will be discovered!"
Now my body was very cooperative whenever it touched Damon's touch, and I suppressed the desire in my heart.
I struggled to keep my sanity, but the strong words coming out of my mouth sounded more like pouting.
Once again, the words succeeded in arousing Damon's desire, and his hands roamed my body even more frantically, while the robe was ripped off my body.
"Let go of me ......"