Love You Can’t Say

While sitting in the car and talking in the huge garage of the George Group, I could still vaguely hear my own voice echoing, which got me goose bumps.

“Yeah, Hensley Town is indeed a nice place for living in a relaxing way. I feel like falling in love with this place during these days. I love the life here. The weather is good and here is the best place for a peaceful life.”

I switched to the hands-free mode while she was still gabling on and on. I wanted to leave this gruesome place as soon as possible so I started to engine.

While backing my car, I answered, “You can enjoy a longer stay for a few more days in Hensley Town. Just fit yourself in and see if there is a nice dwelling for me. Dennis assigned another project for me. That’s troublesome. So I might still be occupied recently.”

She huffed in a sulky voice, “Come on, you have decided to leave, right? Why do you still bother yourself with those stuffs? Just make a clear cut and leave! Stop being hesitant.”

Of course I fancied a clean departure as well. However, the situation always appeared to be changeable.

Suddenly, I heard a sound of bang on something while my car was reversing. I was stunned and said to her, “Diana, I seem to hit something on my car. I need to hang up. I will call you later.”

Before Diana could continue, I hung up the phone and got off my car to check.

Commonly speaking, perhaps there would be nothing around in the garage except for some homeless cats or dogs. But I still hoped it wouldn’t be a huge impact on my car.

As I checked around, I saw a little cat lying in the blind spot of the back of my car. The cat seemed to be seriously injured. I walked over and bent down to see. However, someone suddenly gaged my mouth from behind. Then I smelt a strong scent of drug.

I fainted in a blink. It happened so instantly that I didn’t have time to take action.

When I woke up again, I found myself surrounded by darkness. The room was so quiet that I could hear myself breathing.

After a few minutes of panic, I calmed myself down. Since the kidnapper kept me alive, he must have a purpose. I assumed that he kidnapped me for money because I was known as Mrs. George. Or perhaps he wanted to make it a threat against Dennis.

No matter what he was up for, I was sure that I would still be safe by now.

Gradually, I returned to be composed. About half an hour later, I heard sharp sound and a beam of strong light dazzled me.

Then a voice of a middle-aged man sounded, “She is awake.”

The light was so dazzling that it took me quite a while to adapt to it. I looked around and noticed that I was locked in a huge container. But I couldn’t see the face of the man standing in front of me with his back on the light.

But I could tell from his chubby body, hoarse voice and the scent of cologne to show off himself that he was in a middle age.

So this man should be a businessman or one of the decent white-collar instead of a simple rascal.

“She is awake. Go to cover her eyes and take her out!” as the man ordered, a skinny man walked over. But I still failed to see their faces as they put on something to cover up their looks.

Dizziness still lingered in my head. Though I could see everything around, I was unable to even nudge a bit. They covered my eyes and I was dragged to walk distance. Then I was pushed into a room.

Then they uncovered my eyes. Not until then did I refresh myself a bit. Then I asked in a slightly hoarse voice, “Who are you? Why are you bringing me here?”

The skinny man kept silent. Instead, the middle-aged man replied, “Miss Kennedy, don’t worry. We just invite you to see a show. After that, you will be returned.”

Then they slammed the door shut. I sat on a broken bed with my limbs tied. I struggled for a while but it didn’t work. So I finally gave up.

However, I heard a conversation in this dark room.

“Dennis, you said you would divorce her and marry me. Don’t keep me waiting, okay?”

It seemed to be the voice of Olivia.

“Olivia, stop!” then there came the voice of Dennis. But he sounded a bit different from usual. He seemed to be drunk.

I was wondering why I heard their conversation and who was behind it.

“Dennis, are you falling in love with her? That’s why you refuse to divorce her, right?” the conversation seemed to be ambiguous as her voice sounded hurried.

Then I heard the sound of stripping. Dennis said as if he was holding back something, “Olivia, stop it! I am married!”

“So what? Do you love her? Dennis, you said you loved me, right? We can have a baby when I recover, okay?”

“Olivia…”

I kept my eyes shut only to shy away from the conversation. However, the more reluctant I appeared, the louder it sounded, and the more painful I felt.

Though I had foreseen such a thing before and I have been aware of their relationship, I still couldn’t help trembling and retching when hearing it with my own ears even if I wasn’t surprised at their intercourse.

I puked out everything stored in my stomach. The vomit lasted so long that I was exhausted after that. I could do nothing but to slump on the bed.

My heart felt like being shattered in pain, the crack resulting from which was crawling like millions of ants biting me all over.

“Miss Kennedy, how do you like the show just now?” the door was opened and then the chubby man entered with a disgusting smile.

I glared at him though I still failed to see his face clearly. I huffed with disgust, “It’s Olivia who planned for it, right?”

She was the only suspect I could be sure about!

“I don’t think the answer is important to you,” he smiled wryly and added, “Miss Kennedy, you should feel something special after hearing such a wonderful thing, right?”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“What do you want?” I could tell disgusting me was not their only purpose.

“How brilliant you are!” the man raised his voice and continued, “I heard that you are in charge of the annual audit of the George Group this year, right? What about having a deal with me?”

I sneered to reply, “Why do you believe that I would agree after you disgusted me with dirty tricks?”

He thought for a while and answered slowly, “The baby in your belly should be your reason to agree.” I was stunned and sweating out of panic. It went totally beyond my expectation.

He seemed to be pleased to see me being stunned. Then he smiled, “So what’s your answer now? Judging from your expression, I can tell that you seem to have your own plan and you try to keep it a secret from Mr. George. Since then, how about cooperating with me?”

“What do you want?”

The audit of the George Group was indeed considerably profitable for whoever got the project. It was common to see a heated competition but it should never be done in such a nasty way.

“I want the audit project to be an open bid for all.” Said the man.

I was stunned and frowned, “That’s it?”