Chapter Seventy-Nine: Peeling
There was no one in the living room or in the kitchen, so Royce wanted to go to the room lightly, maybe Cathy was in the room, waiting for herself, and she would tell her everything later, and beg her forgiveness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The door of the room was not closed, and a slit was open, through which a figure in the room could be seen. That must be Cathy, only Cathy could wait in the room for his return so unguardedly.
It's just that when Royce looked through the crack in the door, the whole person couldn't move as if he were a clay carved wood sculpture.
It's as if time has frozen.
Royce will never forget what he saw at the door of his room. It was as if the heart had stopped at this moment. What a ridiculous thing turned into a reality in his eyes.
Cathy was changing clothes in the room, and she took off all the clothes on her body, her smooth satin skin shining in the light. Only on the snow-white skin of her back, there were a few bright red whip-like marks, and they were a little deep.
The bare skin, under Cathy's own gentle caressing, seemed to tremble, she seemed to be gritting her teeth, and suddenly used her two hands to turn around, grabbing both sides of her back. The skin on her back seemed to be being picked by her so hard, pulling out the red marks. And this mark gradually became a red line.
Under Royce's frightened gaze, the red mark grew longer and longer, running through her entire back, and just as Royce couldn't help but let out an exclamation and rushed in to stop it, the red mark on her back suddenly cracked. And the smooth skin was torn into two pieces.
It's like a layer of skin lying down from your body. As the skin cracked, and the two hands took off the skin as if they were undressed, Cathy's mouth let out a moan, this moan was not the coquettishness of the past, but with the pain of heart-rending, and the "gurgling" sound of teeth grinding.
Underneath the skin is a dark red patch of muscle. But the snow-white skin had already taken off. There was no blood splattering, only the bright red muscular body writhing, spreading the peeled skin on the bed.
I couldn't see her face, but I could see that she seemed to have taken out a paintbrush and smeared something on her skin. It only took a few minutes for the skin to be worn on the body as if it were clothes, but the whip-like marks on the back had completely disappeared.
Cathy spun from side to side, seeming satisfied. Only then did she start dressing, and after changing her clothes, she picked up her phone, flipped through it, and dialed a number.
Suddenly, the sound of music sounded from the doorway.
It came from the door very suddenly. The two of them were taken aback. Cathy immediately looked towards the door, and she saw a person who was trembling, pale, and staring in horror, and the sound of the phone's music was coming from his pocket.
"Royce—" Cathy was stunned, she subconsciously screamed, and took a few steps towards him, trying to get closer to him, "When did you come?"
In fact, there was no need for Royce to answer, and from the frightened expression on his face, he knew that he had seen the whole process. Seeing Cathy approaching, he suddenly let out a wild scream, and as soon as he turned around, he was about to rush downstairs, but he was so hard that he stepped on the stairs and fell into the air.
The whole person rolled continuously, allowing him to roll all the way to the floor in the living room. I hit my head on the floor and tried to get up and run, but I couldn't do it and slid on the floor again. His leg was broken.
"Royce—" Cathy chased down from the stairs, crouched down beside the fallen Royce, and when she saw him looking at her in horror, she couldn't help but reach out and press her hand on his shoulder, and said in a voice as calm and gentle as possible, "Don't do that, Royce, you listen to me—"
Royce retreated in a panic until his entire back was blocked by the wall and he couldn't move, his knees curled up, his hands on his knees, and his face buried between his knees. It's just that the trembling of his whole body makes people feel that his heart is being eroded by a great fear, and he can't help himself.
Royce...... Poor little baby, it's me, I'm Cathy!" Cathy stretched out her hand, still with her snow-white skin and fresh palms, gently holding Royce's face and lifting it up.
"I know I'm hiding it from you, I'm sorry, Royce—" Cathy's eyes suddenly became worried, and Royce didn't dare to look into her eyes, he was afraid to imagine what kind of face lay beneath the skin of such a beautiful face. This caused him to try to lower his head again.
Royce's mood seemed to be slowly stabilizing, his body was no longer trembling, perhaps Cathy's beautiful face made his guard and fear slowly relax, but he still didn't dare to look at Cathy easily, he thought that all this was a nightmare, and there would be no more when he woke up.
"yes, I'm a monster—"
Cathy's first words shattered his expectations, and even the slightest illusion of the impossible was shattered in this sentence. He couldn't help but hug his knees tightly.
"But I'm not going to hurt you...... I swear, I love you, I've always loved you......" Cathy's voice was soft, as soft as she usually was, making people want to pity her.
But today Royce didn't want to do this, he only felt that he was getting farther and farther away from this girl. No, not a girl, I think it's a monster, a monster that can take off its human skin and put it on again.
"I'll make you a cup of coffee, and I'll tell you everything, okay?" Cathy stroked his face gently, then sighed, got up, and walked towards the kitchen.
Just as Cathy walked into the kitchen, Royce stood up and limped towards the door. Cathy came out of the kitchen when she heard the commotion, and she saw the limping figure, and she didn't stop him, but stood in the doorway and watched him rush onto the road.
On the dark road, Royce dragged a leg that had been thrown and staggered forward desperately. When the headlights swept by, he stood in the middle of the road, waving his hands desperately. He didn't care if he was going to be hit by a car or not, his first thought now was to get out of that place as quickly as possible.
God, what has happened to me, tell me, how can I get out of this cruel fate?
Finally a car stopped in front of him, and then someone waved at him and asked him to get in.
"Thank you very much......" Royce pulled the car door and sat in the passenger seat, before he could fasten his seat belt, he suddenly saw the driver's face, couldn't help but be stunned, and shouted, "Nina? It's you, how could it be you?"
"Of course it's me, you lucky bastard. Fasten your seatbelts, we're leaving. Nina started the car, and with a foot on the accelerator, the car started running in the dark, and the lights illuminated the road.
"What's going on?" Nina asked him as she drove, "I had dinner with Huan, and from his mouth, I know that you might be in some trouble, just today." ”
"I knew he would save me!God, thank God!" Royce drew a cross on his chest and muttered to himself, causing Nina to frown.
"Hey, man, you haven't told me yet, who did you provoke? and...... It's not Huan who wants to save you, it's me, he won't be so kind. Nina snorted, "Don't thank God, it's me that you should be thanking the most." ”
"Yes, yes, Nina, can you take me to Mr. Jia?" Royce looked at Nina earnestly, his eyes full of longing, "I would love to see Mr. Jia, if I get into trouble, then ...... Surely only Mr. Jia can help me, it's not a joke, Nina. ”
Nina pouted, but she didn't refute anything, and drove straight to the hotel.
At dinner, Nina talked about Cathy and Royce, Jia Huan said that Royce would definitely be in big trouble, Nina hurried over, planning to take a look, but I didn't expect to really meet the embarrassed Royce.