Chapter 233 - 36: He Doesn’t Deserve You

Tristan was on the way back to the villa when Laura called him and said Kate went out after a call and had not come back yet. Tristan's scalp jumped, and he called Kate, but the phone did not ring.

His first reaction was that the little thing was playing a new trick, but the next moment he called his secretary to check Kate's call record. He had a bad presentiment.

In a private room of the club, Jessie leaned on a couch. There were bottles and a big bowl of fruit salad on the table.

On the TV screen, Celine Dion was singing, "When I was young, I never needed anyone. And m.a.k.i.n.g. .l.o.v.e was just for fun. Those days are gone. Living alone, I think of all the friends I've known. But when I dial the telephone, Nobody's home. All by myself. I don't wanna be all by myself anymore. All by myself. Don't wanna live, all by myself anymore."

The door was pushed open, and somebody walked in.

He walked to her and bent down, "Jessica." And he blamed her with care, "How could you do this to yourself. Drink so many bottles? Bad for your throat."

Jessie looked up, "It is you."

"Disappointed?" Owen sat down by her side, turned off the TV, and said, "He doesn't deserve you."

The phone on the table vibrated, and Owen saw it, hanging up secretly.

Jessie didn't notice and leaned on his shoulder, "Why is it that every time I meet you, I get misfortune?"

"Because I am always by your side."

The phone rang again, and Owen simply shut it down.

"Come on. I will send you back home."

"No, I am not going back. It is cold at home."

"OK. I will stay here with you." He patted her back and combed her hair smooth, like treating a princess.

Owen had loved this princess, but she was shedding tears for another and giving her heart to this person who had trodden on it. How could he not hold a grudge?

In silence, the door opened again.

A man in black came with freezing air. His face was darker than the night.

Jessie, who had almost fallen asleep in Owner's arms, seemed to have sensed him and raised her head. She opened her eyes suddenly, "Tristan?"

Tristan walked close and asked expressionlessly, "Where is she? Where did you take Kate?"

Jessie prevaricates with the help of alcohol, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Owen didn't know what had happened between them. Seeing Tristan taking up a half-empty bottle of wine, he stood up to defend Jessie, "What are you going to do? Don't go too far."

Tristan put the bottle down and said, "Then wake her up in your way."

While the two men were in a stalemate, Jessie seemed to wake up and smiled. "Oh, I see. You are referring to that idiot. I threw her into the sea to feed the sharks."

Tristan squinted, "I'll ask you again. Where is she?"

Jessie hiccupped and said, "You are a capable person. You find her yourself."

Tristan pressed his lips together as if to suppress his anger and said calmly, "Jessie, I told you not to bother her. What you did today, whether she will be OK or not, we are over."

Tristan walked out of the room and took out his cell phone, and called, "Ed, get you men together. Jessie took Kate to God knows where. Search along the coast."

The other side of the phone cried, "Jessie took revenge? I have said…"

"Shut up. And get going ASAP."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Tristan came to the parking lot.

It took him a long time to locate his car. He sat in it, took a deep breath, and forcefully composed himself. Kate should be OK. Jessie didn't have the nerve to kill a person. She at most vented her anger and put somebody in a difficult situation.

And then he blamed Kate for being so stupid not being able to see through Jessie. Even a child was more mature than she was. After he found her, he had to teach her a lesson to keep him worried all the time.

His car headed to the road, and he was at a loss as to where to go.

The radio was warning that there would be a snowstorm tonight and asked drivers to keep safe. His hand grabbing the steering wheel clenched tighter, and the veins bulge.

He got Ed's report from time to time. Somewhere, not found; somewhere, not found… His response was to keep on looking.

It was the depths of winter, and the night was extremely cold. The sea wind was as sharp as a blade. One could freeze to death. Besides, in the darkness and in wild places, who might she encounter?

Tristan sighed and thought, as long as Kate was OK, he would forgive her.

Tristan's heart was like a fire burning. He slid down the window of the car, and the moist and salty sea wind blew in, cutting his face like a blade and also bringing him calmness.

He thought of a place.

It had the most beautiful scenery and the steepest cliff. Quite a few tourists fell down from there by accident. Based on his knowledge of Jessie's character, she might choose that place in extreme emotion.

The wind was increasing its speed, and huge snowflakes fell from the air and danced their way down in the wind. The snow blocked Tristan's view and made him more anxious. He pushed further down on the accelerator to race the severe weather. A car was coming to him, and he slowed down to see if there was a familiar face in it.

The snow was getting thicker and covered the whole sky like a blanket. Within the range of his vision, it was all white.

Ed had not called to report his finding for quite a long time. And as he started to doubt his conjecture, he turned to see a shadow.

It was slender, floating, and moving slowly in the snow under the streetlights, like the image in a dream Ed stepped on the brakes immediately.

Kate didn't know how long she had walked and how far she had gone. She just knew that she could not stop. If she stopped, the pain in her legs would go on strike, and she could not make them work anymore.

The wind was too hard, and it pierced through her clothes without effort and even penetrated her skin into her body. If she stopped, she would be frozen like a pillar.

She caught sight of a black car that stopped in the middle of the road in the distance strangely. She had not seen one single car coming down from the mountain, and she was nervous when she saw it. After a second look, it seemed familiar to her.

Tristan sat in the car, watching that shadow slowly turn clearer. The outline, soon revealed, was familiar and became visible. She wore a white hooded sweater with the hood on her head. Thus it was difficult to tell the shape from a distance.

And when she moved closer, Tristan saw the facial features under the hood and exhaled a breath. He just realized he had been holding his breath just now.

The person in white walked closer to the car and tilted her head to look inside. After seeing him, her shoulders and face relaxed.

Tristan pushed open the door in the front and said, "Get in the car."

She climbed in clumsily and slowly. His face was reddish, and her lips were almost green. There was frozen snow on her eyelashes. Tristan touched her face, and it was freezing.

He wanted to say something but felt choked up, and the words that came out of his mouth were just, "Buckle up."

Kate followed, but her hands were stiff, and she struggled for a long while without success.

Tristan leaned over to help her. Then he called Ed, "You can all go back. I found her."

The other one asked where he found her and if she was ok.

He just replied that she was still alive.

Kate looked at him with puzzlement and started to rub her freezing cheeks.

It was midnight.

The car galloped back home, and they didn't speak until they got back downtown and stopped for a traffic light.

Tristan reached to her hand that hid in her sleeve and was shocked by her temperature. He gave it a squeeze and leaned over to hug her.

"Idiot." He said in a low voice.

Kate was startled but soon relaxed. His hug was so tight that Kate felt she was going to be suffocated. What an unreadable person! He was chill when seeing her but now had such an outburst of emotion.

Kate struggled to make herself breathe more smoothly, but she also felt his arms around her gave her safety. Something she was horrified of initially was genial now.

As they heard a horn from behind them, Kate turned back and reminded him, "It is a green now."

"Let it be."

Tristan was mischievous in his tone. Kate was speechless at his selfishness.

After he felt satisfied with the hug, he got back to driving but still held her hand with his right hand. Kate glanced at him and curled her lips down.

They drove into the parking lot of an apartment building. They took the elevator upstairs and got to the door. Tristan entered the password to open the door and said, "This is my downtown apartment. We will stay here tonight."

After they entered, Tristan walked straight inside, and Kate was changing shoes in the hallway. Only men's slippers were available, and her feet looked tiny.

She looked around and found the decoration was masculine, mostly black and white, cold and as hard as the personality of its owner. She had not finished her observation when Tristan came out with his sleeves rolled up. He said, "Take off your clothes."Find authorized novels in , faster updates, better experience, Please click <a href="#%E2%80%99t-deserve-you_51906304712688928">#%E2%80%99t-deserve-you_51906304712688928</a> for visiting.