The Foreign Softness

The Foreign Softness
##Chapter 64 I Feel Disgusted



The corner of my mouth twitches. At this hour, with such heavy rain, where can I find another taxi?


However, Candra came down with an umbrella, so I also had to get out of the car.


I didn't have an umbrella, so I covered my head with my bag and looked around. I was looking for a place to shelter from the rain. Right now, a blue checkered umbrella was propped up on top of my head. Raindrops blocked. I looked at the man suspiciously. She was already standing beside me while looking at me indifferently but gently. The umbrella in his hand was clearly tilted towards me.


Rain drops hit his unshaded right shoulder and the expensive new suit was instantly wet.


I frowned and distanced my body to the other side, "We're just strangers, you don't need to be like this."


As I spoke, I stepped my foot and ran towards the row of shops across. I ran while holding my bag over my head.


I ran to the roof under the shop, my back almost stuck to the shop door and I turned around, Candra walked to this side while carrying an umbrella in her hand.


He walked towards me, then put down his umbrella and stood side by side with me, our position almost shoulder to shoulder.


It was raining and I was cold. I hugged my body with trembling hands and teeth, but I still said, "What are you doing here? Go!"


"I can't go. You can see it too. There are fewer cars on this road. There's no way I can get a cab."


Candra started to lower her head and lit a cigarette.


I said, "You can ask the driver to pick you up, in short don't stand with me, I'm disgusted."


Candra turned her head and glanced at me, her eyes looking rather deep, but she was not upset. He turned off the match, then put it in his pocket and smoked a cigarette, "A few years, I haven't been in contact with him. You don't have to be disgusted."


Candra's words really surprised me. It's been three years, has she never touched Stella? Who could believe this, Stella was a very beautiful woman. Those pair of eyes and a few years ago the words Stella spoke to me could already tell how tempting Stella was in bed.


Can Candra ignore it?


However, Candra ignored my shock and hesitation. He smoked his cigarette and looked around, "Times like this, are really suitable for people like us."


I pursed my lips in disgust. When his shoulder did not seem to be deliberately leaning towards me I immediately distanced my body from him.


"Candra, I don't want to offend Stella or her sister because of you. I was only twenty-six years old and still had not enjoyed my days. I haven't found a man who loves me. I don't want to die yet."


Candra turned her slightly sour face away, but in an instant, she looked relaxed again. He took a breath and said, "Is there a man who will love you? I don't know, but I can be sure that if the people from Joan see me with you, you won't survive."


I'm so mad, "Candra, shut up!"


I think he cursed me.


Candra hooked her lips lightly and the smile was even accompanied by self-deprecation and smiled wickedly, "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you. The two of us can't live together, if we can die together, then it's also a happy thing."


"You ...."


I'm really speechless.


I turned my head in anger, I finally saw a taxi passing by. I rushed, "Hey, stop! Stop that!"


However, the car seemed not to hear it and drove away without stopping. Mud stains splashed all over my body.


I swore angrily at the driver and ran back under the roof.


Candra took off her suit and put it on me. I was stunned for a moment. The next moment, I wanted to push her in disdain, "Don't touch me, it's really disgusting!"


Candra seemed not to hear it, "If you don't wear it, you will freeze. Your clothes are soaking wet."


I was really cold, I turned to my chest and continued to stomp my feet, my body curled up like a ball. However, Candra's clothes must have been stained by Stella's body temperature. From the bottom of my heart I completely rejected it, so I threw it away without hesitation. Candra said, "Don't worry, these clothes I'm wearing today. He never touched her."


All my fights suddenly ended.


I'm too cold, who cares anymore.


I didn't admit it because Candra's words were useful. I should have hated everything about him.


Candra helped me button up her clothes, like she did when we went out together on a winter night years ago when I was cold.


"This will be better" he said, buttoning up.


I frowned, but I don't mind anymore. Inevitably I admitted that in my subconscious, I still had feelings for Candra that I did not even dare to admit.


I love this man even though now I hate him to death.


The rain has not stopped, the road has been flooded and there are no cars. I'm getting anxious, do I have to stand like this tonight? I still have so many books I haven't read. Two months later, I'll take the bar exam.


I wanted to call Cindy and tell her in the middle of the road I was caught in the rain, but when I pulled out my phone, I found that it was off automatically due to running out of power.


"Damn it!" my curse.


I could only anxiously and helplessly continue to stand under the roof and wait for the rain.


Her body was always very healthy and would not catch a cold from that short rain, I guess.


Time had passed minute by minute, every second like a year. Every second was like frying my body on a hot frying pan. Now I don't know what time. When I came back, I really couldn't learn anymore.


Candra started calling, "Ride the car here, better get a Jeep, it's a bad flood here."


I forgot, this bastard has a driver. He doesn't have to stand trembling at night with rainy weather like me. He could ask the driver to pick him up.


"Are you then, it was raining heavily and the road was full of water. You stand alone outside the law firm and do not have an umbrella. I'm the one who carried you and walked a long way, only to get to our car."


Candra opened her mouth while recalling the past, with a hint of reminiscing, "At that time, it was really good ...."


I ignored Candra who was reminiscing about the past. For those of us who have been divorced for three years, what's the point of reminiscing about the past? But in my heart, I still feel a deep sense of loss. Back then, I was on his back and thought forever like that. Such sweet times still seem clear as if they were yesterday.


A car stopped on the road. That car was a Jeep. In this type of weather, this type of car can run without obstacles.


Candra said, "Let's go."


He was about to leave, but suddenly turned around, "Why don't you walk? Do you want to stand here all night?"


"I feel disgusted" I said without mercy.


The car must still be Stella's body temperature and traces of her sitting in it. While I was at this time, I ignored the fact that Stella had also been in contact with Candra and I was still wearing Candra clothes.


"That's Gabriel's car."


Candra was not angry at my words, but she spoke calmly.


Then I glanced at Candra with a strange look and walked towards the car.


The driver was Gabriel. I opened the front passenger door. Before I stepped in, I threw Candra's clothes at her, "I'm giving it back to you."


Then I got in the car.


The reason why I was sitting in the passenger seat, was because I didn't want to give Candra the opportunity to sit in the back seat with me. Seeing me sitting directly in the passenger seat in front, Candra frowned slightly, but she did not say a word. He picked up the wet clothes that were thrown into his arms and stepped into the back seat.


When Gabriel saw me and Candra getting into the car together, the gaze looked strange. He looked at me and looked back at Candra. He wanted to say something, but he said nothing. Cars are turned on, Jeeps are speeding in the night sky this rainy weather with streets that no one in the least.


Soon, Gabriel escorted me to the apartment. As I got out of the car, I thanked him, then walked in. Behind him, that gaze nematized for a long time.


By the time I got home, it was past midnight and Cindy wasn't asleep, she was holding a cup of coffee and looking at some product information. I knew that Cindy was actually waiting for me to come back.


"Today take a taxi, the car breaks down on the road, so I have to take shelter from the rain on the road and come home late" I explained, but did not name Candra.


Cindy didn't ask again. He may have gotten used to me coming home late at night or not coming home all night, "Hurry to take a shower first, I've prepared hot water for you."


I went to take a shower and came back, Cindy was back in the bedroom.


I pushed Cindy's bedroom door open. He was already lying down, but after drinking so much coffee, he obviously could not fall asleep quickly.


"Actually, I met Candra. We took the same taxi, and the car broke down. We both took shelter on the road together. I don't get a taxi and there's no car on the road. I wanted to call me, but your cell phone's dead. Candra called Gabriel in a Jeep and drove me back."


I'm telling the truth.


Cindy said, "You don't hate her anymore?"


I frowned, "Hate, it's just that it seems to have faded a little."


I also don't understand, whether because I decided to let go of my hatred and live a good life or because of what he said. In short, I don't seem to hate him much anymore.


Today I even wear his clothes.


Cindy said, "It's good that if it fades, it's good to start a new life."


I chatted with Cindy for a while, until I yawned and Cindy said, "Today you don't have time to study, so get some sleep."


I went back to my bedroom across the street and lay on the bed, but I did not close my eyes. I was constantly thinking about Candra's words. She said she never slept with Stella. What percent is the truth of these words?


As I took shelter from the rain under the roof with him, I thought of the many things we had been through together. Those memories are engraved in the depths of my heart.


Even though I was very sleepy, I still rolled around for a long time and just fell asleep.


In the morning, I came out of the house with a stuffy nose and a headache. I saw Gabriel's car parked downstairs, while the man leaned back in the car while looking around leisurely.


I walked over and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing here?"


"waiting you. Last time, I said treat you, but I didn't. Tonight, I'd like to invite you to my house. Gracia continues to look forward to your arrival" Gabriel said as he opened the car door.