He Jichen continued to sit in the car for a while after the insurance company sent someone to fill up his tank before he finally started the car up again.
He followed the silent and empty road for about half an hour with no idea where he was headed. Then he hit the brakes and slowly came to a stop.
He turned his head to look through the window and realized that he had returned to the entrance to the Four Seasons Hotel.
The doorman recognized his car and quickly rushed over to wait for him to get out.
He Jichen rolled his window down and waved at the doorman to signal for him to leave.
After the doorman left, He Jichen rolled his window back up and started to contemplate whether to go to the university or back home next.
He spent an awfully long time over such a simple decision, yet he still couldn't decide. His gaze involuntarily traveled up to the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel.
I wonder how that woman is doing now?
When he left, he kicked the coffee table over, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her slender frame on the sofa, shivering violently. She stared straight at him with red eyes full of terror as though she was about to cry at any moment.
He didn't linger for long before he left her alone in the hotel room. Did she actually cry?
Also... He Jichen's gaze shifted from the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel back to his own two hands on the steering wheel.
Did I drag her too hard all the way from Yue Yuan? I even showered her with cold water, and when her words pissed me off, I even threw her aside...
Tell me, why do I always lose control with her and erupt in anger?
And why did she say those things to me? I was clearly angry, yet she still triggered me...
At that thought, He Jichen's head started to ache. He raised his hand and pressed his temples, trying to stop himself from thinking, yet the thoughts in his mind simmered even more.
Such a cold night, yet she was showered with so much cold water. Who knew if she'd end up with a fever like last time. Her wrist was also still injured. Who knew if that healed up yet...
He Jichen suddenly reached his hand out, pushed the door, and got out of the car.
He didn't even lock the car before walking right into the hotel lobby.
The hotel manager was coincidentally talking to the staff at the front desk. Seeing him walk in, he immediately walked over and greeted him, "Mr. He."
It was only when He Jichen heard the manager's voice that he realized what he was doing. His footsteps suddenly stopped as he stared at the elevator for a while. It was so late now, that woman was probably long asleep by now, right? He was going to go up to sneakily see her. If she was alright, then he'd leave again...
With that, He Jichen lifted his feet again, ignored the hotel manager, and headed for the elevator.
When he reached the top floor, He Jichen stepped out of the elevators and headed right for the room door.
He Jichen gently swiped the key card and pushed the door open.
The lights in the room were still on, and the coffee table was still flipped over, just as he left it. The tissue box and remote control were spread out over the floorboards.
The lights in the bathroom were also on, and through the door, he could see there were two towels thrown on the ground.
But she wasn't on the sofa.