Mrs Fox Heinous Revenge: Can You Love A Villainess like Me?
Chapter 114: In Delinquent’s Hands

Chapter 114: In Delinquent’s Hands

By the time she could see light at the end of her fading consciousness, AiLin heard a couple of sounds of arguments. Mr Jiang had came home to the scene and stopped the action before Mrs Jiang was about to end her life. The other servants had also stopped them. But don’t mistaken their action for a hand of help, instead they had only stopped her because they didn’t want AiLin’s death to be marked on their hands.

Instead, Mr Jiang had demanded the servant to kick out AiLin who was still bruised and bleeding into the rain where she quickly developed a fever while her bones felt ice cold. The soaking rain made her already weak body trembling like a quivering kitten who was on verge of death. In midst of rain, AiLin saw other neighbors who didn’t seem to care. Though they had seen her, most of them turned their eyes away even after discerning that she was bleeding and bruised, that her face had turned swollen and blood was still clearly smeared over her cheeks even though the rain had cried loud that evening.

She could feel her bones aching, her nerves tingling in pain, and her skin burning all the cold rain which made her shudder from chill even more. She was locked out of the house for three long arduous hours. Just as she thought she was going to faint from fever, a faint figure of someone’s shadow engulfed her view. She couldn’t tell who that person was or how they had looked like but she knew from how swift the person had took her body from the cold wet ground that he was a strong man.

She feared somewhere that this person is dangerous but the warmth of their hands were far too good that she couldn’t resist or muster anymore strength to push him aside.

She didn’t know what happened after that as her consciousness faded but she could hear the man was talking, his voice youthful and firm, his tone seemed laced with sarcasm but she could feel the radiating concern that no one else had ever shown her, not even her family members.

By the time she had woken up, the ceiling wall greeted her. It was painted in dark blue, her surrounding was also dark as the lights weren’t turned on left only with a small yellow lamplight that dimly lit beside her face, on top of the cupboard. She stared on to it for a couple of seconds until she finally moved her body only to cry out from pain, "OUCH!" She felt something stung and perhaps it was her hand that she had put her body pressure at when she had tried moving her body upward.

She then looked at her arms that were covered with bandages and the wounds on her legs that were already addressed.

This was odd. There was no way that any of the servants in the Jiang Household would want to address her wounds. The last time she was beaten to the point of coughing blood, they didn’t bother to give her a painkiller or a small bandaid for her cuts, saying that it would be a waste of their time and money took offer her the medical attention.

So the fact that she was already addressed meant she wasn’t in Jiang Household. Now that thought sunk into her head, she realized that she had also been staying in someone else’s house, someone she doesn’t know!

Fear sunk into her body while she contemplate on why someone would take her away.

Was she finally.. abandoned?

"Woke up?" The door to the room opened following the question that had startled her out of her ponder.

She snapped her eyes wide, seeing that it was the delinquent though his face was still a blur to her memories.

"Y- YOU."

"Make no mistake, I wasn’t the one who changed your clothes," he said at once which made her to look down to see that she was indeed dressed in a baggy t-shirt and a loose pajamas pants with square patterns in Christmas colors.

Her face turned red. Embarrassment filled her face and then a sudden shame that plunge her heart into a cold sinking realization. This man... as he was the one who had found her, he must have also found out the fact that she was abused by her family. Fear sunk in. It was painful being beaten but someone who hadn’t been abused, wouldn’t know the shame that came following the pain whenever someone found out that they have been a subject of abuse.

"Leave," she muttered, her hands shaking as she covered her ears, "P- Please leave— no. I should leave... I should leave," she tried to stand up from the bed, her face blue from shock and ashen from shame. She found herself trembling all over and before she could even take a step further, she had fallen forward, miserably. Her eyes closed and she braced for the cold floor to kiss her face when suddenly she felt something soft instead.

When she lifted her face, she was met with a soft muscled chest. The young man’s height was taller than her, thus when she had fallen, her face had taken the impact to his chest instead.

She felt his strong arm holding her and beside the chest that pressed tight against her ears were the loud heartbeat.

He was also surprised that she had fallen down.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his tone snappy, "You’re still sick. Thirty nine degree fever! Stay still in the bed unless you want to faint for the second time," as he said that, he had plopped her back to the pillow, pulled the blanket and covered her body.

She stared at him, loss for words. There were so many emotions that bubbled in her chest that she could only turn silent and pull the blanket over her face, covering it tightly and hoping the earth would open up to eat her alive.

Long silence filled the room. She prayed the delinquent would leave her room for good but seeing that he didn’t, she found herself stifled by the silence until she couldn’t bear it anymore and croaked a few words herself, "You’re... how did you find me?"

"My bike," he responded curtly. "I was riding it when I saw someone on the road who was beaten up. I thought you were robbed and saved you. Who would have guessed the lady I saved turned out to be the student council president who has been giving me a hard time?"

He then pulled a grin that seemed like a mischievous one, as if he was thinking of returning all the annoyance she had been giving him.