Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
Nancy suddenly woke up with tears streaming down her face.
The room was pitch black and she had forgotten where she was and that her mother had passed away.
She was consumed by grief and only wanted to find her mother.
She ran out of the guest room barefoot and walked through the villa, searching… until she opened the door to one of the rooms.
Someone was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.
Was it her mother?
She walked closer and saw a handsome face.
Who was this? It wasn’t her mother!
She approached the bed and leaned down to see more clearly.
But as she got closer, a hand suddenly grabbed her neck. Mick, who had been sleeping on the bed, opened his eyes and asked in a cold voice, “Why are you in my room?”
He had encountered many women who tried to climb into his bed using all sorts of tricks, but he didn’t expect her to be one of them.
At that moment, he felt disgusted and even considered having her thrown out of the villa.
But then his expression changed.
Something wet had fallen onto his hand, giving him a damp sensation.
She… was crying?
Mick paused for a moment, and by the moonlight shining through the window, he finally saw Nancy’s tear-stained face and her…empty eyes.
Although she was looking at him, it seemed like he couldn’t be reflected in her eyes.
Mick’s heart suddenly tightened.
“What’s wrong with you?” He asked, his hand that was originally holding her neck unconsciously loosened.
“Have you seen my mother?” Nancy murmured.
“What’s wrong with you?” Mick asked.
But Nancy still asked in a roundabout way, “Have you seen my mother?”
Mick suddenly understood that she might be a little confused at the moment.
Was she sleepwalking?
However, in his impression, her symptoms seemed to be somewhat different from sleepwalking.
Or, because her mother’s death was too much of a shock to her, she was refusing to accept the fact that her mother had died.
“I haven’t seen your mother,” he replied.
Even he himself felt a little unbelievable that he was answering the words of someone who was confused.
After hearing his answer, she looked disappointed and stood there blankly.
Tears the size of beans kept rolling down her face, making her already tear-stained face even wetter.
Mick had seen women cry before, many times.
In fact, many women liked to use tears as a weapon to try and make him feel sorry for them.
But in the face of those women’s tears, he remained completely unmoved.
However, at this moment, looking at her tears, he felt like there was something blocking his chest, making him uncomfortable.
“Don’t cry,” Mick said.
But Nancy seemed to not have heard his voice at all, and her tears continued to flow, with a faint sobbing sound coming from her mouth.
The tears became more and more, and along with the gentle crying sound, Mick began to feel more and more restless.
“I told you not to cry!” With his words falling, he pulled her over and pressed his lips directly onto hers, blocking the crying sound that was making him feel uneasy.
He didn’t want to hear her crying voice anymore, nor did he want to see her tears, as it made him extremely uncomfortable.
The room fell silent.
It seemed like the only thing left was the sound of their breathing.
The warmth on her lips made Nancy vaguely come back to her senses, and then her pupils suddenly widened.
What was going on? Where was she now?
And the feeling on her lips… was it a kiss?
Is the man in front of her kissing her?
Her mind is almost blank, as if a piece of it has been cut off.
All the blood in her body seems to be concentrated on her lips.
The warm touch, is this… Mick’s lips?
Is this reality or just an illusion?
After what seems like an eternity, his lips finally leave hers.
Those pitch-black eyes stare at her fixedly. “Finally stopped crying.”
She opens her eyes wide, tears still hanging on her eyelashes, but the crying has finally stopped.
“Why did you kiss me?” She asks stiffly.
Mick purses his thin lips. Kissing her was unexpected.
He was just annoyed and didn’t want to hear her crying, so he made this move.
“Because your crying was too annoying,” he says impatiently.
Come to think of it, he always has a lot of “unexpected” things happen since he met her.
Nancy stares at the man in front of her, weighing the truth of his words.
But… even if he really was annoyed by her crying, there are many ways to stop it. Why resort to this method?
Moreover, she had heard rumors about this Reed family young master before.
They say that he is difficult to approach and has never been in a relationship with any woman, nor has he had any ambiguous relationships with anyone.
Some even suspect that he might be gay.
So what just happened…
“It seems like you’ve regained your senses now.” Mick’s voice interrupted her thoughts.
Nancy blinked in surprise.
“So, can you tell me why you came to my room?” Mick asked in response.
It was only then that she realized that she was in his room and that she had come here herself. She only remembered having a nightmare about her mother’s fall and death… and then everything went blank.
“I… had a nightmare, so my emotions got out of control… and I came to your room without thinking. I’m sorry.” Nancy apologized, looking embarrassed.
She instinctively wanted to lower her head, but his fingers were still holding her chin, making it impossible for her to even make that movement.
“A nightmare?” He raised an eyebrow slightly, which could explain why she had tears all over her face.
“Did you dream about my mother?” His fingers lightly brushed away the tears on her face.
“Mm-hmm.”
“The deceased have passed away, and you…”
“What does ‘the departed have passed’ mean? Is it like my mother, who once she’s gone, no one in this world will remember her except for me?” Nancy suddenly became emotional.
Mick’s words were like a thorn, pricking her nerves.
“Your mother was the wife of the Schultz family. Besides you, there will naturally be others who remember her, and the Schultz family will also remember her,” Mick said.
Nancy laughed, but tears were rolling in her eyes. “The Schultz family…she’s no longer the wife of the
Schultz family. After my mother fell into a coma and was hospitalized, the Schultz family kicked her out.”
He frowned, not liking her shattered laughter.
It was as if she was a fragile vase that could shatter at any moment.
“Mick…as the high and mighty young master of the Reed family, do you think that the lives of poor people are really that worthless? Even if they try their best to please the rich, once something happens, the poor will be easily kicked away by the rich?” Nancy asked.
“Rely on oneself rather than others,” Mick said coldly.
Nancy let out a hoarse laugh. “As expected of a young master. Only those who have never experienced the hardships of life and have a smooth sailing life can say such things.”
In this moment, her courage seemed to have grown, daring to say things she wouldn’t normally say in front of him. “But young master, do you know? In this world, many poor people can’t just rely on themselves. Even if they are already working hard to survive, the rich can easily negate everything with a wave of their hand!”
Although Mick was aware of this kind of thing, after all, there are many injustices in this world.
But Nancy was the first person to say it to his face.
“Did you have a conflict with the Schultz family?” Mick asked.
“Do you think I have the qualifications to have a conflict with them?” Nancy self-mockingly said,
“Someone like me, the Schultz family can easily crush me with a single blow.”
“The Schultz family can’t crush you,” Mick said, “If you’re afraid of what the Schultz family might do to you, I can talk to them.”
Nancy was taken aback, and that strange feeling in her chest. resurfaced once again.