A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 63

Surely, this was a case of sense over sensibility.

Cassandra was still weak which was why Rufus reminded himself to treat her better, thinking anything less than normal behavior would hurt both her health and her heart.

Neither did he want to be bitten again so he decided not annoy her anymore.

As he stepped outside the bathroom after a long bath, Rufus saw the her lying on the sofa, fast asleep already.

He stared at her sweet face, looking so serene in her sleep it made him smile.

Perhaps, she was dreaming. What could she be dreaming of? Maybe, him? He couldn't help wondering like a teenager.

Gently, he picked her up in his arms and put her to bed. He kept his arms wrapped around her waist and held her against his warm body.

She purred comfortably, and turned on her side, snuggling into his chest.

If only she could remain this way...

Soon, Rufus closed his eyes, enjoying the calm he felt.

With the first rays of the sun, the sky was clearing up after the heavy rain.

Sunlight shone brilliantly, reflecting off the ground, making its way into the room. Cassandra got woken by a single dazzling ray that fell right into her eyes, peeking from behind the curtains.

Her sleepy eyes cracked open and caught sight of Rufus's gentle gaze stuck on her face.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!" he said, softly.

He'd been watching her for a long time, eyes filled with adoration. To him, she looked beautiful even while she drooled like a kid in her sleep.

He'd even taken a picture of her sneakily, snickering at the photo for a while afterwards.

Even in his dreams, he couldn't imagine himself to treat another woman so gently and patiently.

Cassandra was still drowsy and groggy. She had no memory of what had happened last night in the rain.

"What? Don't you remember anything? The passion with which you attacked me last night? Has your memory drifted away with the rain?

He teased her, amused at her panicked expression.

She racked her brains to recall what had happened and it didn't take long for her to realise she was being pranked.

Cassandra glared at him but upon meeting his gentle and affectionate gaze, her own anger melted. She didn't know in what manner was she supposed to look back at him.

"You put on my clothes, leaving me no choice but to wear no clothes and had me fighting the temptation to touch you the whole night. How will you make it up to me?"

Cassandra slapped the hand he had on her jokingly but was shocked by a sudden shriek.

Damn! It was his right hand, wrapped in gauze. Her face changed immediately, overcome with guilt and concern.

"I am so sorry, I totally forgot about your hand." she murmured apologetically.

But then in a flash, it occurred to her she was the one being joked upon this entire time. Her defence was justifiable and there was no need for her make the apology.

Annoyed, it dawned upon her how she wasn't herself whenever around him.

Realizing she had better distance herself from someone who made her feel so small about herself, Cassandra got up and rushed into the bathroom to change. Her own clothes, now dry, were inside the fancy washer-cum-dryer. Ah ha! They had a sweet and fresh smell of the detergent.

She took a minute to groom her hair and put on some light makeup.

Suddenly, she stopped. Remembering something, she wiped all of it and mussed her hair deliberately.

Through the semi-transparent glass, Rufus watched her buzzing around in the bathroom.

He walked to the bathroom and pushed the door open, catching her off guard. "You want to look a little pathetic to elicit sympathy, right?"

Cassandra rolled her eyes at Rufus's reflection in the mirror.

"Well, I can't say I spent the night with you, right? It has to look like I was working overtime again and got stuck in the office."

Rufus chuckled, tossing a glossy paper at her.

"No need to worry about it! Also, I have fixed this for you. You can thank me later."

She picked up the paper, starting to inspect it. It was a diagnosis report for Poly-cystic Ovary Syndrome. The name of the patient on it was 'Cassandra Qin'. She couldn't believe it. And it was issued by Director Tong's hospital.

"How... How did you manage to get this?"

In her mind flashed the careless remarks she had made yesterday. It seemed those words were a result of great deliberation.

He appeared to have been more thoughtful than she was. All she had thought of was feigning illness to make Lionel change his baby plans. Turned out, Rufus had come up with a more concrete solution.