Chapter 90 A father’s fear.
Chapter 90 A father's fear.
Somewhere out there, a man was standing in front of a floor to ceiling window. His left hand was in his pocket while his right hand held a glass of whiskey. He scrunched his handsome features that could rival with a Greek God into a frown as he stared absently out the window at the rain. His heart was uneasy because he knew the rain always triggered her trauma without warning.
He really hopes that she is okay and hasn't lost her sanity. Images of him opening the bathroom to see blood stains spilling over the edges of the tub with her laying inside, spiraled and covered from head to toe with blood flashed through his mind.
Shutting his eyes, he tried to block out those images as anxiety eclipsed his thoughts. A murderous glint passed through his eyes once he opened them.
Such a shame his daughter had stopped him from killing that bastard responsible for her plight. He was going to make him pay for every tear that had spilled from his daughter's eyes.
His daughter was supposed to grow into a happy and bright princess, but that man broke her emotionally. No matter how much she trained to be the best fighter or tried to put on a strong mask, she couldn't overcome her traumas.
Zheng Ren knew she had gone through a lot when her mother and step-father died. The guilt had crawled inside her and had slowly fed on her conscience, blaming her for their death, but she had kept to herself and pretended she was okay. Then those cruel words of that bastard's mother had made her feel worthless and had low-esteem.
Losing her husband and child in one night had driven her dangerously close to madness. Fortunately, he had gotten to know all of this during her therapy sessions. Hopefully, one day she overcomes it and finds happiness.
"Sir, the young Miss is married now. I'm sure her husband will take care of her." A brooding man whose features were hidden in the darkness suddenly spoke.
Zheng Ren took a sip of his whiskey as his mouth set into a hard line. If he knew his daughter was going to get married to please that old man, he would have never allowed it!
He didn't want his daughter to depend on a man again. Men should cower in her presence; that's what he has been teaching these past few years.
He was molding her into a heartless and powerful woman, but she always made decisions with her heart instead of her mind. Warriors are supposed to decide with their minds, not their hearts, because their hearts make them vulnerable. He had repeatedly told her this, but she had failed him the moment she had agreed to this whole charade by the Oldman.
She even got drugged by some worthless jerk, just because she wanted to go on a date like an ordinary woman for once. If it was an enemy and the drink was poison, she would have died. He was beyond furious when he got to know this, but he knew she still believed in humanity somehow after everything she had gone through.
He couldn't blame her, though; somehow, she was like her mother. Too soft-hearted for her own good.
"What do you think of that, man?" Heaving a sigh, he queried with his voice thick with concern.
"Observing from the shadows, I can say he really loves her."
Zheng Ren snorted, "Love?" The corners of his eyes crinkled.
"Didn't her first husband also claimed to love her? But what did he do?"
The man swallowed and shivered as he felt the temperature in the room decreasing.
"That-"
"You can't fully claim you love someone without going through trials together. Trials test how deep your love is." Zheng Ren interrupted the man. Gulping down his whiskey, he turned to look at the man who has been his right-hand man for years.
"Make sure to keep an eye on her. I can't afford to lose her again."
He ordered as he walked past the man in the shadows.
"Sir..." The man called out nervously.
Zheng Ren stopped in his tracks, waiting for him to speak.
"That man, he-he-is back."
A line etched between Zheng Ren's brows. He knew he would not like the answer his right- man would give.
"Who?" He questioned.
"Miss's ex-husband. He is in city S too."
The moment the words left his mouth, he felt the hair on the back of his neck stood up. His body went cold with dread as he felt the room spinning.
"You're telling me this now!" Zheng Ren roared as veins popped out of his neck. His worried eyes gazed at the rain out of the window.
If his daughter had met that man, then her breakdown would be worst tonight. He had to see her for himself, or he would be restless throughout the night.
The man's mouth went dry, his hands were cold and clammy as he sweated with fear.
"S-orry," his words thick with panic.
Zheng Ren shot him a deadly glare before rushing through the door in a hurry, ignoring him.
The man breathed a sigh of relief when his master rushed through the door. Even though he knew he would definitely be punished once his master comes back.
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Zheng Ren stared at his daughter sleeping in a man's arms; her face was streaked with tears, her eyes puffy even in sleep. He felt his heart lurched.
Zheng Ren couldn't imagine what she had gone through tonight. He wanted to caress her face
, but he was afraid he would wake Lei Zhao up. His brows knitted as he gazed at Yan Mei. She looked so vulnerable and weak right now that he felt that his heart was being ripped out from his heart.
Zheng Ren saw Lei Zhao stirring up, his brows puckered. 'This man is really interesting; he could even detect my presence.'
Zheng Ren thought as an unknown glint passed through his eyes.