Sweet Beauty

Chapter 915: Bastard!

After Han Cihui hung up the phone, he felt better. Whatever the reason for the girl’s suicide, it was always a good thing for him. When her life was in danger, she asked for his help. He was not only her savior but also her last reliance.     

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth slowly curved into a smile. Suddenly the door of the emergency room opened and a Caucasian doctor in a white coat walked out.     

Han Cihui immediately stood up and walked towards him. “Doctor, how is she?”     

The Caucasian doctor took off his mask. “Her life is no longer in danger. Fortunately, you sent her here in time. If she had been a little late, it might have been difficult to save her.”     

Han Cihui heaved a long sigh of relief.     

If the girl had died in his car, or if he had only found out about the girl’s death after the incident, he would probably feel guilty for the rest of his life.     

In the ward, the girl was sleeping peacefully.     

Han Cihui gently stroked the girl’s pale face. It all seemed so unreal to him.     

A few days ago, he was still a stranger to her. Now, he could touch her face as he pleased.     

Suddenly, as if he had been burned, he withdrew his hand back, pressed his palm to his heart, and shook his head violently.     

What was he thinking?     

The girl had almost died. Now that she was lying in a coma, he was actually thinking about that indescribable scene?     

He really was a beast!     

Han Cihui really did not dare to sit next to the girl. He was really afraid that he would lose his control and would touch her face again.     

He walked to the mini sofa and sat down. He raised his hand to look at the time. It’s two o’clock in the morning.     

He lay down on the sofa and slowly closed his eyes. Perhaps because he was so exhausted, Han Cihui fell asleep quickly.     

But while he was sleeping, he had a strange dream.     

In his dream, he seemed to have become someone else. He dreamed that he knew the girl and loved her. But his feelings for the girl were not simple. Even the meeting of her was also planned by him.     

The girl finally fell in love with him. Before she went abroad to study, she begged her parents to let him go with her. In this dream, he was actually poor and had a gambling father.     

His study was self-financed and it was all thanks to the girl who persuaded her parents to help him pay a large sum of money. He originally thought he could rely on the girl and her money to support his life. He even thought of marrying her and having children with her. Later, he would inherit the position of the girl’s father.     

However, he never thought that shortly after he arrived in America, he would hear the news that the girl’s parents had died in a car accident.     

The girl was in pain, and he was in pain too.     

However, his sadness was not because the girl’s parents died in an accident but because the big tree he had relied on to survive suddenly collapsed. The person he could cling to was suddenly gone. Then what will he do in the future?     

Soon, he found out that the girl’s father’s company had been usurped by the girl’s uncle. In the end, her uncle simply gave the girl a sum of money. However, the money was only enough to cover the girl’s tuition fees and her living expenses. He was very afraid that his future would be ruined just like that.     

So he tried his best to trick the girl and make her spend all her money on him. He also made the girl drop out of school and then work hard to earn money. It was all for the sake of finishing his studies.         

While the girl was working hard to earn money to support him, he started looking for the next target he could count on. And finally… he found it!     

The girl was younger than him and his junior. She was simple and easy to deceive. She was harmless to people and animals.     

With his glib tongue, he managed to fool her, and quickly, she was tricked into his arms.     

However, just when he thought he had found someone he could rely on, his junior’s parents came to America to see her. He lied to her parents and said he was a second-rich-generation young master and his family was well-known.     

But in reality, he was just a poor student. How could he have money? At that moment, he thought of the girl (the flower girl). He lied to her to get the money from her. He wanted to wear designer clothes and rent an expensive sports car to meet his junior’s parents so that her parents would agree to let her be with him.     

Meanwhile, that stupid girl…she believed whatever he said. She actually got him 50,000 USD.     

He took the money and bought himself a set of designer clothes. He also rented a luxury car and went to meet his junior’s parents openly. He coaxed his junior’s parents into a frenzy. Eventually, they agreed to let him be with their daughter.     

“Bastard!” Han Cihui suddenly sat up from the sofa. His head was full of cold sweat. He unconsciously raised his hand and slapped his own face.     

With a strong slap, he finally woke up. He touched his sweaty forehead and continued to take a deep breath.     

Why did he dream like that?     

Why was he a bastard in that dream?     

He was such a bastard that he couldn’t help but slap himself hard.     

After a long time, Han Cihui finally recovered from his nightmare. He looked up and suddenly saw that the girl was already awake. She was looking at him with wide eyes.     

The girl’s face was still as pale as before, her lips were slowly pressed together. The way she looked at him.. it was hard to explain.     

“When did you wake up?” Han Cihui got up from the sofa. He walked to the side and took a glass of warm water. Then he walked toward the girl.     

The girl opened her mouth weakly. “When you yell ‘bastard’.”     

“Haha…” Han Cihui laughed softly. He placed the glass on the nightstand and helped the girl sit up. Then he handed her the glass. “Looks like I disturbed your sweet dreams.”     

The girl blinked a little. She reached out to take the glass and took a sip. Afterward, she smiled bitterly. “Sweet dreams? I only have nightmares.”