I've Been There Before

Chapter 50 Struggle! Beg Me!

The elevator arrived and the door opened. Caden hugged Grace in his arms, rushed out all the way into the bedroom, placed her on the big bed, and reached out to take off her wet clothes.

His long fingers unbuttoned her clothes one by one, the first layer, the coat; the second layer, the shirt; the third layer... His brow rose. Why did she wear so much on such a hot day?

His finger stopped on the third layer of the cloth. He couldn’t understand why she would some clothes that should be worn in autumn on summer days.

But she couldn't just be left in her wet clothes.

Caden quickened her movements, stripping off her wet clothes, and his eyes fell on her old-fashioned bra. Without hesitation, he undressed her bra. A pair of hills leaped out of sight, and the man breathed wildly for three seconds. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Soon he turned and pulled out his white shirt from the closet and pulled it over her.

It was all done in one movement, without a pause, and, of course, the haste with which he was undressing allowed him to overlook the scar on the back of her back, where it lay hidden.

Caden pulled the shirt over her, and as he reached to change her wet pants, the person on the bed suddenly kicked her feet, as if in shock.

Whoosh!

Caden looked up at the woman in the bed. Her eyes were still closed, but her pale face was frightened in her sleep, as if she had been disturbed.

He moved his hand away, and she settled down. Caden put his hand on her waist again, and sure enough, her terror returned even when she closed her eyes.

Caden got a hard kick at the chin, and with his long arm extended, his big hand clamped around her ankle, and she stopped kicking him.

The man held her ankle, with a pair of dark eyes staring at her sleeping face, and lost in thought... How could she be so sensitive to the action, and even frightened?

While he was meditating, she was strapped in a nightmare and began to talk deliriously,

"Leona, Leona, take me away, take me away..."

Caden almost crushed her ankles. Her black eyes were cold... why did she keep calling Leon? Was Leon that good?

His eyes were fixed on the bed... ‘Grace, give up. Do you want Leon to take you away? Do you want to run away with Leon? Stop daydreaming.’

"Leona..."

The woman was still raving.

Caden's face now grew colder and colder, and his eyes were fixed on the tears flowing out of her eyes.

She was crying!

Neither Grace three years ago nor Grace three years later, Caden hadn’t never seen her crying for anyone!

But for Leon, she cried!

Somehow, when he thought of this, he felt an impulse to destroy Leon and strangled the dead woman himself!

He stared at the line of tears in the corner of her eye and saw them fall down her face and into the pillow... The wetting spot was so annoying!

Everything was annoying!

The pillow was annoying!

The sheets were annoying!

Her tears were much more annoying!

Grace was trapped in a nightmare, an endless cycle without a way out. Although this was her nightmare, she was obsessed with everything in the dream. Leona, at least, lived in her dreams.

"Leona…"

"Leon?" A cold voice came into her ears, accompanied by Grace's suffocated pain, the voice was close at hand, "Leon!? Open your eyes to see who I am!"

The same words that Caden had said the second time today. His eyes were as cold as ice, and she had mistaken him twice! On the same day, in less than half an hour, she — Grace, mistook him as someone else twice!

When Grace was awakened by the pain of suffocation, she realized that the person she least wanted to see was crazily pinching her throat!

The force of pinching her neck increased a little bit, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide, realizing that he, Caden, really wanted to strangle herself!

She had difficulty in breathing now, and she remembered the terror of drowning half an hour earlier. Suddenly, Grace lay flat on the bed, no longer struggling.

But her behavior was even more irritating to Caden, "Struggle! Beg me! Why not struggle! Why don't you beg me! You're the best at begging for mercy! Don't you cherish your life the most! Struggle!" He was angry. He was angry, but he did not know why!

The damned woman had given up struggle and waiting to be strangled to death!

"I say, struggle! I ask you to struggle!" Did she want to die that much? No! She cared about Leon so much that she would rather die than beg him!

Caden didn’t realize that he's jealous of Leon, and his crazy behavior was more like a child who got a toy and was losing temper unreasonably. Mr. Shaw was smart, while Caden got a low EQ. One of the ways a child being unreasonable was to hurt someone he cared about without knowing it.

What he didn't realize was that by doing this, what he wanted was not Grace's "struggle" and "supplication," or even her "weakness," but her attitude — the attitude that she still had him in her heart, that he Caden was unique to her!

His long, and strong body pressed against her, and all at once he let go of her and looked down upon her, with a sneer on his thin lips, "Two million to sleep with me one night."

Grace, since she loved money so much, he wanted to see whether Leon or money was more important.

Grace looked up, not sure of what he had said. "What did you say?"

"Don't you love money? Don't you bet your life for two million? Sleep with me for one night. I will give you two million.”

Grace didn't say a word for a long time, as if she was frozen. She just opened her eyes and stared at the man above her without blinking.

"No."

Caden squinted. "You said... no?"

"No," she looked at him. "I won’t sleep with you."

Because of Leon? Because of Leon!

So, this woman who loved money so much turned down two million?

Was Leon that important!?

A touch of evil crept in his heart. Suddenly, he buried his head, his thin lips pressed hard against Grace's.

The damned lips always said what annoyed him!

It was the damned lips that angered him over and over again!

He kissed her lips, and though they were as coarse as sackcloth, they tasted sweet!

As if, the lips, should have belonged to him, Caden!

He opened his eyes... staring at her. This woman, too, belonged to him, Caden!