Chapter 129 - 129 Remorse

"Guys, I'll get the comforter from the upstair," Junjie says, heading back into the living room.

"Can we?" Assistant Yu prompts and Kevin nodding.

Hesitantly I release Feng's hand and letting them flank him on the side to lifting him. As they lifted him from my lap, I pull myself up and run ahead to clear their path. 

And Junjie comes down in time with his hands full of blankets. Immediately I retrieve the blanket from Junjie and lay it over the cold couch, and then Yu and Kevin can lower Feng Teng onto the couch before propping his head up on some pillows and covering another blanket to cover Feng Teng half-n.a.k.e.d body. I drop to my knees at his side, smoothing my hand down the side of his cold face.

Remorse washes over me, my tears starting to fall again. I only I could have turned back the time. If only I hadn't stormed out follow my temper, he wouldn't be in this bad state like now. I should have stayed, calming him down and slowly have a talk with him. Figure out the better way for both of us instead of hurting and damaging each other like this. I hate myself for being selfish and muddlehead as a pig! 

I'm sorry Feng Teng for not being strong enough.

"Hey girl, are you okay?" I got awake by Junjie concern voice over my suppressed whimper, and her hands gentle patting my back to soothes me down.

I sniffle in sod and wipe my nose with the back of my hand.

"I'm fine, sorry." I sob as I try to calm myself down.

"Don't feel sorry, he will be fine okay," He soothing me again.

Looking down at Feng Teng and leaning over, gently I rest my lips on his forehead, leaving them to linger for a few seconds, and as I lift myself from the floor, but immediately Feng Teng arm shoots out from under the blanket and grabs me.

"Babe?" His voice is cracked and hoarse, and his eyes open slightly, searching around the room and when they find mine, all I can see are empty pits of nothing, his usual brown eyes, addictive eyes looking sorrowful.

"Here, I'm here Feng Teng," I instantly placing my hand over his on my arm.

He tries to lift his head from the pillow but before I have a chance to push him back down, he gives up from trying.

"Babe, I'm so sorry." he murmurs pitifully, his hand starting to pat its way up my arm to find my face again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Babe, please forgive me. Give me a chance. Don't leave me...I'm sorry. I can't live without you. Please...I beg....." He cried like crazy.

"It's okay. Stop. I'm here now, I won't."  I whisper on a quivering voice, helping his hand to reach my face.

"Please, just stop." I turn my lips into his hand and kiss his palm and when I turn to face him again, his eyes are closed.

He's gone unconscious again.

Slowly I take his hand and place it on the blanket, then make sure he is tucked in well, before pulling myself up and turning to see the audience as all of them standing silently watching me calm Feng Teng down.

I had completely forgotten I wasn't alone with Feng Teng right, but strangely  I'm not in the least bit embarrassed at all.

"Guys, I'll make some coffee." Junjie breaks the silence and heads for the kitchen, then all of them following him.

Now, we alone, I take another glance at him, my instinct keeps wanting me to crawl onto the couch and snuggle up to him, patting him and soothe him gently. But before that, I need to talk to the boys first. I kiss on his forehead again gently before walking to the kitchen to join them.

When I got in I find all of them picking up barstools and Yu heaving the freezer up from the floor.

I suddenly noticed that the freezer wasn't like this when I left on Sunday.

This proves that Feng Teng has flown into a rage and madness.

"All, I've got to go now," Junjie says regretfully, placing the last stool upright. I've got an appointment with family," He looks a little guilty.

"Sure, you go bud," Kevin pushes as he hunts for the mugs.

"Last cupboard on the right, top-shelf." I give Kevin the directions to the mugs and he turns, looking at me quizzically.

I shrug.

"I'll be off then. See to you tomorrow then. I don't think I could make back here," Junjie informs.

I give a small smile as I nod at him and Yu does his signature nod before Junjie leaves us to it and finishes making coffee for us.

He transports three mugs of black coffee to the kitchen countertops where Assitant Yu and I have our seats.

"Black okay?" Kevin asks.

I nod and help myself, Yu does the following suit but adding an incredible four sugars into his black coffee. 

"So," Kevin begins.

"Now we've found him, so what are we going to do with him?" he jokes around.

Kevin self is back. That's quite a relief after seeing him so fraught earlier, and as it turns out, he had every reason to be anxious.

I inwardly shudder at the thought of; how much longer would Feng Teng would have been lying out there if I had refused to come with Kevin?

Probably, they would have surely phoned the police and media would storm out if they find out this incident as Feng Teng was the powerful man in S city got stumble down in his penthouse. That's sure would be the deadline news and magazine tomorrow.

I feel relief suddenly.

"Everything is running smoothly at the company. Good thing the Grand Elder Feng didn't find about it yet. So we don't have to worry about that. And President, I'm sure that he'll be back to normal after a week nursing of the hangover." Yu stated.

"Doesn't he need to go to rehab or therapy?" I have no idea how these things work.

Assistant Yu shakes his head and puts his black glasses back on, and I start to wonder about why his relationship with Feng Teng as boss and subordinate so good.

Before I only thought he was just an employee, but he seems to be the more than that as he clears about Feng Teng condition more than others here.

"No need. President will be fin miss," Assistant Yu states firmly.