Scapegoat Bride novel Chapter 2

"Pa!" The fierce-looking man fiercely slapped my face with his palm. "F * ck, why are you acting so noble? You're just a cousin. "

I'm used to it when I'm insulted, and I'm used to it when I'm beaten.

When I first came, I would cry, I would cry, but I knew that tears and shouting would not solve anything, and would probably lead to even more of a beating.

He silently endured as he swallowed his tears. He only yearned for the man in front of him to not be tough ...

The man covered his slightly burning cheeks, then swung his palm a second time without showing any emotion. It was at that moment ...

A hand grabbed hold of the man's hand, and a warm embrace pulled me into its embrace ...

The embrace was both broad and warm, and the fragrance that accompanied it was even more intoxicating.

How long had it been since he'd felt this kind of intoxicated warmth?

The person holding me gently pushed me away. Looking at his appearance, his handsome face and his cold and haughty mature temperament, there was an invisible pressure pressing down on my heart.

"Does it hurt?" The man's cold eyes gradually filled with gentleness, his deep and enchanting voice made me even more intoxicated.

Hehe, I really didn't expect that there would be a man who would use a gentle tone and pampered expression to ask about my pain in a place like this. I hadn't expected a man to help me out of my discord.

The tears that I forcefully swallowed seemed to gradually fill my eyes. It had been a long time since anyone cared about me. "Mmm." She seemed to be coquettishly nodding her head as though she was seeking comfort.

The man gently caressed my cheek. His slender white fingers were very gentle. When he caressed my cheek, my heart was filled with a throbbing that I hadn't felt in a long time.

"Fuck, there's still someone helping a cousin?"

The fierce man's insulting voice entered my ears, "I am a cousin, yes, I am currently just a sommelier ..." ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

He didn't retort and lowered his head in shame.

The ice-cold man's eyes flashed. He grabbed the fierce-looking man's wrist and gradually exerted force. "You shouldn't have hit her, and even more so, aren't worthy of insulting her!"

His few cold words made the entire corridor feel a chill, but my heart was still warm.

The fierce man revealed a pained expression, "He's just a sommelier!"

"She is much more noble than you. What qualifications do you have to talk about her?"

For the first time in a month I've heard a man say I'm noble, and now the warmth and throbbing in my heart is even more unquenchable.

"F * ck!" The man's wrist tightened as he spoke, trying to shake off the cold man's large hand.

The cold man's eyes flashed, and with a kick, he sent the ferocious man flying a few meters away.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the corridor froze. Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air and I nervously looked at the ice-cold man. If this were due to me, I would definitely blame myself for bringing him endless trouble.

"Thank you for your kind intentions, sir, but I don't want to cause you any trouble."

The man turned to look at me, his expression icy, but when he commented on my eyes, his expression softened. "It's no trouble," he said. The man's voice was filled with confidence.

The fierce-looking man stood up and yelled, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who you are has nothing to do with me! I will take this young lady away first! " The cold man took my arm.

"You're not allowed to leave!" The fierce man grabbed my other arm.

"Don't touch her with your dirty hands!" The cold and sinister words came out from his lips before he kicked the fierce-looking man in the stomach.

"F * ck!" The fierce-looking man spat out a mouthful of saliva and was about to retaliate.