Chapter 4 Hooked By Trousers Chain

"Fuck off! Don't embarrass our family again!"

"Shame on you! How dare you come back?"

"Stop daydreaming. You will get divorced!"

Someone who loses position and influence always get subjected to indignity. That was exactly how the servants treated Nicole. They punched and kicked her.

Out of nowhere, a thunder appeared above their heads. A dash of horror flashed through the faces of the servants. As soon as the rain started pouring, they hurriedly turned around and ran back into the villa.

The door to the villa closed with a loud bang.

The cold rain water fell on Nicole and soaked her dress instantly.

Nicole sat up and wiped her face. She couldn't tell whether her face was wet from the rain or her tears.

She stood up and was almost on the verge of fainting when a car with its bright headlights on came face to face with her.

"Beep!" It honked at her.

The chilly wind and freezing rain water caused her whole body to shiver in cold. Her wounds stung in piercing pain.

The wet dress clung to her body while her wet hair stuck on her face. Enduring a burst of dizziness, Nicole raised her hand and covered her eyes from the lights. Then she fell heavily on the ground.

"Mr. Mo, I think I hit someone!"

Darin Lu exclaimed, terrified. He was driving the car, and didn't know what to do now.

But before he could get a response from the man in the back seat, he turned his head and saw that Damon Mo opened the door and got out of the car quietly. Darin hurriedly took an umbrella and followed him out as well. Then he held the umbrella over Damon and stood behind him.

Before losing her consciousness, Nicole saw a tall figure slowly walking towards her. Under the street lights, she could only make out a vague outline of his face.

Damon bent over and wiped off the water stains on her delicate face.

'Nicole!'

He had been looking for her for three years, but he never expected to meet her here like this.

Noticing the wedding dress she was wearing, his eyes darkened.

Predicting what Damon was going to do, Darin said in a hurry, "Mr. Mo, please, allow me!"

But Damon reached out his hands and lift her petite and soft body bridal style.

"We're going to the hospital."

Darin nodded and quickly climbed into the car. He hurriedly ignited the engine as soon as Damon got inside with the woman.

Nicole murmured, "No... I don't want to go to the hospital."

Damon frowned hearing her low and weak voice.

Nicole held her head with her shivering hands and struggled to sit up straight. After a few seconds, she rubbed her eyes before realizing where she was.

"Sorry, I'm fine. I don't need to go to the hospital."

She was just exhausted.

She hadn't slept for several days in order to prepare for the wedding, which had completely drained her energy.

The man next to her looked sullen. When Nicole caught him looking at her intently, her heart beat faster and she looked away quickly.

'Why is he looking at me like that?' Restraining her frenzied heartbeat, Nicole instinctively staggered to her feet and accidentally bumped into the car roof.

Letting out a small squeal, she collapsed on the car's floor.

Darin grimaced watching her collapse through the rearview mirror.

'Damn it.'

Nicole reflexively raised her hand and rubbed her head, but didn't feel any pain which she had expected.

However, as soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself kneeling between the man's legs. Her face flushed instantly out of embarrassment.

"I... I'm sorry!"

Nicole tried to get up in a hurry, but her hair was stuck. She pulled it hard, but lost her balance and fell back.

A muffled groan came from above her head.

Nicole glanced up and found the man's eyes darkening.

She winced and looked down only to find that her long hair get stuck by his trousers' zipper. She gave it a tug and hastily fumbled with it. "Sorry, I'll take it out right now!"

Darin was speechless.

'Wow, she's so bold!'

She pulled her hair forcefully and felt a sharp pain on her scalp.