Trapped with a Doctor

Chapter 162 I'm Too Grievous

Arvin took his eyes off the wonderful lady and met those of the woman who had hitherto been choking

on her Long Island ice tea.

Then, he walked to her and patted her tenderly on her back. "Angela, how careless you are! How could

you choke on liquids?"

... All the women present were greatly shocked by this sudden identification!

It was said that the great doctor, Arvin, was as emotionless as Daniel. But now, he was comforting a girl

in public!

Arvin rubbed the acupuncture points on Angela's shoulders and spine, and then she stopped coughing.

"When did you get here?" She couldn't help asking him, almost launching head-first into another

lunging cough attack out of shock.

Arvin only smiled at her obvious disconcerting glare. "I just arrived."

Although he said it simply, he meant a lot actually. However, Angela wasn't to know any of that till later.

Arvin pulled Angela up into the air. "I'm looking for you. It's very important..."

'What?' Angela pondered. When Angela was about to leave with Arvin, someone asked, "Doctor Gu...

Did you... give... that... South Sea pearl... to Angela?"

Arvin looked at Angela, held her hand and smiled, "Yes. Angela loves pearls. So, I want to give her the

best pearl in the world, and she could keep it always and think of me, her lover, and her boyfriend, in

case there was any illusion as to who I am."

That was what Arvin wanted to do.

Those women couldn't help but scream when they heard his answer, "Oh, my god... How sweet Doctor

Gu is! I'm so crazy about him!"

"I'm so jealous of Angela! I want to ask her how to get Arvin! He is such a great guy!"

"My god! Good guys always belong to other women! It's not fair!"

...

Angela lost herself in the others' jealousy. Shortly afterwards, she did as Arvin told her, and got up,

taking five or six long strides over the beautiful garden path. She waved goodbye and left the City of

Rose thereafter with Arvin.

Angela hadn't known that Arvin took his private plane until they left the glass house.

Angela was excited about this and got onto the plane with Arvin. Once he had got himself into his seat

upon the plane, however, Arvin became silent.

Then, as the plane was taking off, Arvin called Daisy. "Auntie, this is Arvin speaking... Here's the thing.

Angela lied to me before and she tricked me out of the most important thing in my life. So, I came to

take her to J City right now... Please don't worry, auntie. I won't hurt Angela... Okay. I will send her

home in a few days... Thank you very much, auntie. I'll see you later."

Angela was speechless.

She looked at Arvin in confusion and wondered when did she lie to him. 'Whom did he call?'

"Arvin..."

"Zip it, missie." Arvin threw his phone on the table and slumped on the couch for catnap.

Angela became more confused, 'How capricious he is! He was so gentle just now, but so cold a

moment later.'

"Arvin, when did I lie to you? Talk to me!" Although Arvin wanted to close his eyes, Angela didn't allow

him to do so. She sat beside him and tried to open his eyes by using her fair fingers.

Arvin glanced at her coldly, "Angela, you lied to me, you bring all your troubles upon yourself."

...

For the entire duration of the flight to J City, Arvin didn't say a word, no matter what Angela said or did

to try and coax an explanation out of him. It was a fruitless endeavor.

In the end, the plane stopped on the private landing strip of Shengfeng Mansion. Angela was carried

headlong out of the plane by Arvin as if she were a paper cut-out.

Angela glanced at Arvin and continued to nap in his arms. She'd been chloroformed out of annoyance.

In the apartment

Arvin opened the door, kicked away his shoes and conveyed Angela to the bedroom directly.

Angela didn't have the strength to open her eyes until she was put on the bed and her coat was taken

off.

Till then, she was in shock. Her eyes popped open and she was greatly shocked to find their bed

chamber exactly as they had left it. 'This is Shengfeng Mansion! And... Oh, my god!' Arvin stood a little

to the side, removing his coat, then his tie, and finally, without much ceremony, his shirt...

No! Angela sat up, blubbering, "Big Wing, why... are you taking off your shirt?"

"You!"

"What?" 'Now what did I do to him?' Angela wondered and thought about everything that happened

between them! Suddenly, she understood everything.

Her face turned red at once. She grabbed the quilt and covered herself up, "You... you are a bad guy!"

Angela sounded afraid as if she knew what would happen later. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Arvin pulled back the quilt and pressed Angela under his body, "Angela... how could you lie to me!"

Then, he didn't give Angela the chance to explain herself and kissed her viciously upon her lips.

Sooner rather than later, Angela's brand new blouse was completely torn up.

"Big Wing..." She was almost out of breath and held his hands tightly.

She was so afraid... He seemed too strong...

'What happened to Arvin? I didn't lie to him at all!' She trembled when her thoughts landed upon that

night in question.

Arvin ignored her begging for mercy and warned her that if she ever lied to him again, he would wreak

terrible revenge upon her...

It was late in the morning. Outside the rosy dawn over the sky was very beautiful. In the apartment,

they still didn't finish their shenanigans on the bed...

Angela didn't know how long she'd been asleep. Every so often she would come to, only to be hit by

the chloroform again. But in those intervals she would always, always find his figure thrusting into her

body as if he desired to kill her. She couldn't tell reality from her nightmares! She didn't know what the

exact time was! She slept and then had sex! Those were the only two thing she had done in these past

few days...

When it was dark outside, Arvin got back from work and then they had sex again...

Angela found that she had been in Shengfeng Mansion for three days... She didn't even get to go out

of the house... or more precisely, she didn't even get to leave Arvin's bed...

The servant would send her food under a grate in the bedroom door around dinner time. It was one of

the only ways that Angela was able to to keep track of the hours. Then Arvin would come home when it

was time to sleep.

Right now, she didn't want Arvin to accompany her anymore...

She was too grievous. She finally understood why Arvin was so angry with her in the bathroom. She

lied to him about their first sexual encounter, and had continued to lie about it!

'I've told him about that, okay? I didn't lie to him!' At the moment, she thought she was misunderstood.

'My god! How could he torture me in this way! It's so unfair!'

"... I'm too grievous. You've told everyone that we have broken up except me. Don't cry because I don't

owe you anything in the world..." Angela hummed a pop song weakly. The song was Too Grievous by

Tao Jingying.

"She feels grievous?" Arvin muttered.

In the bath room

In the big round tub, Angela lay on the side, humming the song as she bathed in the light pink water.

The blood had slowed to a low trickle.

Maybe Arvin thought of something, because he swallowed, and stared at Angela in the tub, washing

out her wounds.

She was an absolute stunner, and he was so crazy about her...

That he wanted to hug her and have sex with her everyday...

"Too grievous?" he asked.

She nodded her head without looking back, "Of course!" She still hummed the song without opening

her eyes and didn't realize that she was talking to him. She could have been anyway. She'd been

talking to hallucinations when he was at work.

Suddenly, Angela screamed loudly because she was being held straight up out of the water. When she

found it was Arvin, she stopped and calmed down, "You scared me to death! When did you come in?"

She had no idea when he had stepped into the bathroom, apparently.

Arvin put her on a deck chair, covered her up with a bath towel and left the room altogether.

"Why do you feel grievous?" he asked in the other room, stroking himself, readying his body for the

next stream of tortures.