Chapter 32

"My love," He kissed her forehead. "Talk to me. What happened? Tell me."

"Wes…Weston, I'm sorry I…I never mentioned this to you…"

He sat up and gently lifted her to sit with him. Cuddling her with one arm, he held her chin with the other. Gazing at her, he said, "Diamond, tell me. What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Please, don't get mad at me," She sniffled.

He chuckled softly and shook his head. He studied her for a while and smiled. "What did you do that's frightening you this much, baby? Comm'n, tell me. I'm listening. I am, sweetheart." He kissed her forehead.

"H…he slapped me." She said and his smile faded.

"What?!" He exclaimed, gazing at her with wide eyes. "He…slapped you?!"

"Yes…"

"Lemme see it!" He said sternly and as he saw the mark on her face, his brows furrowed. "You mean…" He trembled in anger and placed his hand on his forehead. He hissed and asked in a low angry tone. "When was that?"

"To…today." She said,

"So he had the guts to lay his fuckin hands on you?!" He gesticulated furiously, still holding her in one arm. "You mean that goddamn son of a fuckin gun slapped you!! He must be fuckin kidding me right now!" His voice was rough. "Damn it!!!" He raised his voice.

Restlessness was eating him up and he huffed in rage. He took his arm off her and she gasped, feeling the emptiness of her body. She was so close to him that he accidentally hit her at every move of his arm.

"Tell me what led to that." His low voice was undertone with rage.

"He…tried to…to touch me…"

He shot his fierce glare at her upon hearing that. "What do you mean?"

"For…for the past couple of weeks," She said shakily. "He'd been making attempts to sleep with me…"

"And you never told me??!" He yelled at her. "What the hell!! Did he touch you, Jigyasa? Level up with me! Did he fuckin touch you?!"

"N…no, Weston, he didn't…" She shuddered.

"Fuck!"

She wanted to shift a little bit away from him as he gesticulated violently.

"Don't you dare!" He thundered. "Do you understand me?! I said don't you fuckin dare move away from me!!"

Cupping his face with his palms, he contemplated, huffing in anger. "But I asked you to quit that fuckin job! Didn't I?! Answer me! Didn't I warn you, Jigyasa?!" His whole body was shaking.

"I…I'm sorry…"

"Shut the fuck up!" He roared, glaring down at her. "You don't listen! You don't fuckin listen!! And you've been going through all of these for a couple of weeks!! For weeks without letting me know?!!"

Shielding her face with her palms, Jigyasa was flinching under the deep furious sound of his voice. The bed was shaking as he was gesticulating angrily, accidentally hitting her with his powerful arm at some point. And the weirdest thing is that she was yearning for him.

Facing downwards, he blew out heavily and looked at her, studying her. "Why on earth did you refuse to tell me this had been happening?" His voice was a bit calmer.

She lowered her gaze and tears dropped on her hand. And he noticed it.

"I… I…wanted to accumulate enough money…to…" She quivered and sniffled and he raised a brow curiously. "To clear…clear some depths."

He never expected to hear this. "To clear some depths?" He asked softly, gazing down at her but she didn't look up at him.

"Yes," She nodded slightly. "The money I borrowed to pay for my mom's hospital bills…when she was about to undergo surgery. I… I… didn't have another alternative than to work for it…and the people are like bones on my neck."

"Oh," He said compassionately and sighed. "How much, my love?"

"T…twenty-five million dollars." She sobbed.

"Just twenty-five million dollars?" He asked and she nodded. "Are you sure it's just that?"

"Yes," She quivered.

"Is that why you were putting up with those shits by your fuckin boss?" He asked calmly.

"Yes," She was gazing downwards. "I…I'm so sorry Weston…… I didn't mean to hide th…things from you."

Studying her closely, he said, "So, why didn't you tell me, diamond? Why did you keep all of these weights to yourself?"

She sniffled and said, "I… I…thought… I'd bother you if I'd told you."

"Bother me, my love?" His right elbow angled as he placed his right palm on his thigh while he rested his head on his left palm. He blew out heavily. "Oh, God!"

"I'm sorry, Weston." She wanted to touch him. She could feel the strength of his arm as there wasn't a gap between him and her.

"So, your boss was taking advantage of you?" His head was still on his palm.

"Yes…"

"And he didn't just fire you," There was still anger in his quiet voice. "He had the nerve, the goddamn nerve to hit you!" He let out a trembling sigh that depicted anger. "Damn. Damn. Damn!"

She watched as he cupped his face with his palm, pushing his long hair to the back.

"He fuckin hit you, Jigyasa!" He grumbled, his eyes were fierce. "That man! " He trembled in rage. "That fuckin man! I swear the f…" He bit back his word and picked up his phone to check the time.

And Jigyasa knew that was gonna be the end of her boss' story. Weston was gonna rip off his face. She was just so happy and a bit relieved.

"Lemme see your face again." He spoke softly to her.

She could feel his body trembling as he examined the marks on her face with his big palm.

"This fuckin son of a bitch has touched the lion's cub!" He grumbled as he held her tiny jaw. "And when I'm done with him," Weston huffed. "Only God knows if he'd survive! I swear! Blood for blood and flesh for flesh!" He grumbled between gritted teeth and left her face.

She was sitting very close to him and was tempted to touch him. As his hard left arm was brushing against one side of her body while he was moving his arms, she just craved to lean on him. She even leaned closer to him but couldn't touch him. She was feeling the warmness of his body and how he was still trembling in rage.

He was so carried away by his thoughts that he slightly forgot Jigyasa was just beside him. He wasn't even feeling her tender body against him. Forcefully lifting his arms to adjust his shorts, he jab his hard sharp elbow into her boob and she winced in pain clenching onto his left arm…

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