Shush & Marry Me

Chapter 002 What Does He Want to Do!

He was very tall, 183 cm at least. His hair was messy. His chin was covered with an unshaven beard and his bangs were covering his eyes. More importantly, Victoria took off his clothes, and left him with only a pair of underpants. He was approaching Victoria step by step and a muffled voice also came from his throat, which looked dangerous and terrifying.

The landlady’s words came true. What does this man want to do?

A doctor is devoted to save lives and heal the wounded. Regardless of whether that person was vicious or not, his life should be saved. But when the patient is saved, and she’s harmed by the patient, then heaven wouldn’t even tolerate it!

The man had approached her closely. Looking at his posture that was leaning forward, he might’ve attacked Victoria shortly. Victoria clenched her fists and was about to move to grab the man’s arm, only to find that the man slumped down. He knelt in front of Victoria while holding the toilet next to her and vomited.

He vomited violently and coughed very badly. It seemed like the saltwater that she fed him earlier had awakened his weak body, which showed that he had a good physical quality.

Victoria was still grabbing one of his arms and put down the other hand that was about to move. She stepped forward to pat him on the back, fearing that something might’ve blocked his throat due to vomiting. For a weak patient that couldn’t take care of himself, either it’s a rainstorm or vomit, could be fatal.

“Do you feel better?”

After the man didn’t have anything to vomit anymore, while he was still holding the toilet bowl, Victoria asked him and casually drew out the tissue before handing it over to him.

His beard that hadn’t been shaven for a long time moved. He looked up at her through his bangs with great effort. A harsh and hoarse voice came from his throat, sounded like an old man with an unclear mumble.

If it weren’t for his naked body structure that looked very young, just by looking at his beard, hair and listening to his voice, Victoria would think that he’s forty to fifty years old.

As she couldn’t hear what he said, Victoria said after thinking for a while, “You’re too weak now. It’s fine if you can’t say anything yet. I’ll help you lie down.”

That man’s footsteps were heavy and he was supported by Victoria. Victoria’s shoulder slouched down due to his weight and they walked towards the bed step by step.

When they passed the cabinet next to the TV, the man stopped and didn’t budge an inch. His eyes stared through his bangs at the bowl on the cabinet.

Victoria followed his gaze and immediately understood that he must’ve smelled the scent of the rice porridge, and asked, “Are you hungry? If you can eat, you should eat some.”

Needlessly to say, that man had leaned towards where the porridge was placed. Victoria almost couldn’t catch him. When his hips touched the corner of the chair, his hands had already lifted the bowl lid, and he gobbled up the rice porridge.

The clock on the wall was ticking. Victoria looked up. It’s ten in the evening, she’s quietly watching a man who only wore a pair of underpants, looking like a beggar while finishing half a bowl of the porridge. If it wasn’t for the wrong occasion, she had almost wanted to pick up her camera to take a close-up of him.

~Drink up with me now, and fet all about the pressure of days. Do what I say and I’ll make you okay, and drive them away…~

The familiar ringtone of her phone rang at this moment, breaking the silence. Victoria walked beside the man and took her phone from the cabinet.

After looking at the caller ID, Victoria didn’t answer it immediately. Instead, she said to the man who was quietly waiting for her to speak while tilting his head, “Since you’re awake, I’ll stay at the room next door. You can take more rest. If you need anything, you can call the front desk.”

After she finished speaking, Victoria picked up the bag that she put aside and walked out the door. While she was still on the door, she answered the phone, “Hello, Bryan Song.”

The man on the phone yelled angrily, “Victoria Tan! Are you tired of being alive? You didn’t answer my phone for three days! Where are you now?!”

After hearing these words, the man that was sitting in the room unconsciously trembled. He abruptly raised his head and looked towards the door, only to see the girl’s tall and slender figure being blocked by the door.

The room was dead silent suddenly. With a ‘click’ sound, the stainless spoon on the man’s hand was snapped. His eyes that were exposed through his bangs looked dangerous and dark, looking like a beast that was ready to go.

“Victoria, if you don’t answer my phone again, I’ll put you on the wanted list, okay?”

Victoria had entered her room. The man was still yelling on the other side of the phone.

She threw her bag on the bed, as she also sat on it. The mattress bounced and sunk in. Victoria sighed, “Well, well, my young Master Song. But do you know what time is it now? I’m about to rest and you still called. Are you still going around and having fun with your friends now? Where are you?”

She sounded smiling which was completely different than the previous dull tone.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

But the male voice on the phone cursed unsatisfyingly, “What do you mean by going around and have fun? I, Bryan Song, am a beautiful boy from a respectable family. I go home on time at nine. Young Lady Tan, after fooling around for a year, are you thinking about something nasty?"

Victoria nodded continuously, “Okay, fine, I’m the nasty one. Young Master Song that goes home at nine isn’t much different from a fantastic tale.”

Who didn’t know the eldest young master of the Song family in Jincheng, Bryan Song, that had become a playboy before he turned eighteen.

After debating for a while, Victoria said out of anger, “Fine. I know that you’re turning a new leaf to become a good person. Stop being humble with me and talk if you need to tell me something.”

Bryan paused, his voice suddenly changed slightly, as if he’s considering it for a long time before asking, “Vic, he’s getting married. Will you come home?”

In an instant, all of Victoria’s words were sealed up. She squeezed her phone tightly and her nails pricked deeply into her palms.