Chapter 502
“Still, they called me a thief!”
She continued to cover her face as she bawled her eyes out .
She seemed to have returned to that time at the orphanage when she was surrounded by the other children and their cruel finger-pointing .
The memories she had suppressed for a decade and a half surged through her inner defensive walls and overwhelmed her . She could hear and see the deafening accusations, evil gossips, and hideous faces around her . Accompanied by images of the harsh beatings and serious scolding she had received, all of them played on a loop in her mind . The way they tormented her heart was akin to the grinding of a saw chain .
The reverberating white noise pushed her to the brink of sanity . She attempted to block out the suffocating noise by covering her ears and screaming, “I’m no thief! I’m really no thief! Mu Wanrou is the thief; she stole my thing! That’s my thing…”
Qin Zhou looked up to see the service crew standing beside them sheepishly; the polite smile on their faces had gradually frozen over . They looked at one another before shaking their heads at him cluelessly . This crew just came moments before him, so they were naturally clueless on what had transpired here .
By the time they made it to the scene, she was already woodenly muttering to herself in this despondent state .
He bowed his head to look at her again . Her eyes were tightly shut as she shook all over from an undulating, insurmountable terror . Kneeling on the floor, she carefully curled herself into a ball as she rocked back and forth in great distress . Her helpless and desperate appearance triggered an inexplicable surge of pain inside his heart .
He did not know what had happened, but seeing her looking fearful and panic-stricken, he unreservedly grabbed her shoulders and consolingly pulled her into his arms .
He stroked her head lightly with his palm as he gently reassured, “Shishi, I believe you . Don’t be scared; I’m here!”
She clenched her lips very tightly as the imaginary voices nearly tore her last shred of consciousness .
With her recovered memory, the accusing voices in the past had broken loose inside her head and tormented her ceaselessly . If someone, anyone, had stood by her side, believed her, and defended her, she would not have felt trapped in hell back then .
She tried her best to forget those nightmarish scenes, but with her memories mostly back now, the long-suppressed fear and suffering crushed her with their weight .
He saw her depressed look . Clenching his teeth in firm resolve, he tried to guide her away from the place . Her legs had gone soft and weak, however . In the end, he had to carry her himself .
He drove her back to his apartment instead of the office .
Once he carried her into his place, he let her lie in the bed and covered her with a comforter .
She burrowed in the quilt and defensively curled herself into a ball, looking totally helpless and insecure .
Sighing in resignation, he knew that there was nothing else he could do . He had tried in vain to coax information from her along the way, but she had remained in a defensive stance with her head buried . She did not seem to hear his questions and stayed unresponsive to him .
He had never seen someone so out of control before .
He sat on the bed’s edge and suggested gently, “Shishi, why don’t you take a rest first?”
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