"Hiss!" Vincent let out a sullen growl of anger at me. When he saw that I was unwilling to cooperate with him, he got back out of the car and took me in his arms without a word. I was so scared that I let out a loud scream. This made people around look at us at the same time.
It is now dawning. Many elders went out for a walk after dinner. Seeing I was carried by Christian like this in public, they must have despised us in their heart.
But Vincent didn't care what they thought at all. He directly picked me up, opened the front door, and threw me inside.
Then Vincent resolutely got into the car and drove away. I knew this couldn't solve any problem, so I begged him the whole way, "Vincent, don't do this, okay? Can we just break up?"
"Shut up!" Vincent was so angry that he never looked well, and now he could not listen to me at all. He was silent all time. No matter what I said, he would snap at me and refused to let me speak.
He hadn't until we arrived at a tall building in City S. Then He got out of the car determinedly and dragged me down from the passenger seat. He was acting so rude that he completely didn't care about my injures on feet.
I was dragged to the building which hadn't yet been renovated. After we got in the elevator, I saw he pressed the 30th floor.
Although I didn't know what he was up to, I had a vague feeling that he wanted to play a dangerous game with me. When I thought of it, my heart immediately began to tremble. Glancing at the red number on the elevator approaching the top floor, I felt very spineless and asked, "What are you doing? Will you throw me off the top floor?"
Vincent looked at me coldly, "Are you scared?"
I dared not speak. It was useless to say anything, as we had already reached the 30th floor!
Then we walked up a flight of stairs and arrived at the top floor. Due to fear of height, I didn't dare to go up. However, Vincent pulled violently on my hand and said, "If you don't go up, I will throw you there immediately!"
He then pointed to a vacant room on the 30th floor. Since the building had not been renovated, the room even hadn't any windows, which looked very sinister.
I was so frightened that I trembled. I finally begged him in a low voice, "Let me go. I am afraid of heights!"
Vincent smiled contemptuously and pinched my chin to force me to look directly into his angry face. "So How dare you break up with me?"
"..." I looked at him speechlessly. Did it have anything to do with my fear of height? So he had to throw every woman broke up with him to death?
"Vincent, can't you talk nicely?" I was so angry that I suddenly got up the courage to stand up and talk to him.
Vincent gently shook me off. He continued to force me to things crazy. "Well, I'll give you a chance now. If you stand on the roof and shout that you want to break up with me, I'll let you go!"
"Do you have to do that?" Vincent knew that I was afraid of heights, but he still deliberately made things difficult for me. It seemed that he think I woudn't dare to do that, right?
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