Chapter 8 A Doll to Play With?
There was no trace of color on Eliza's face. Her pale face looked fragile. She looked like a rag doll that had been severely abused, so weak that it was heartbreaking. Tanner gave her a stern and hard look. He pursed his thin lips tightly and then turned around to stare out of the window.
It was silent, so frighteningly silent that a suffocating feeling slowly spread throughout the car.
After an unknown amount of time, Eliza spoke in a hoarse voice, "Stop the car."
The chauffeur was Tanner's subordinate. Naturally, he ignored her.
Eliza clenched her fists and shouted with all her might, "Stop the car!"
The driver was shocked and suddenly stepped on the brakes hard.
Eliza opened the door, got up, and readied herself to leave.
"Eliza." The man suddenly spoke, his voice was still as cold as ever. "Marry me, and I will solve all of your problems. Your family problems, your own problems... I'll help you." Eliza's back was frighteningly tense, but she was greatly stubborn.
"I don't need your help!" After she answered fiercely, she slammed the door hard and left without even looking back.
Just what did he think she was?
Did he take her as a doll that he could just play around with?
Eliza felt humiliated. This man's marriage requirements, as well as his words about her being a substitute, were all too humiliating to her.
Tears pooled in her eyes and dripped down her face. Eliza took a few steps, but in the end, she finally couldn't help but squat on the ground and start to cry. She suddenly thought of the man's coat that she had on her body, and she threw it away angrily. After that, she continued to cry.
She was only 22, but she had already gone through so much in one day. It was one unwelcomed surprise after another, like ever-changing tidal waves.
She was like a paper boat drifting in the sea. The bottom of the boat was completely soaked like everything would fall apart at any moment and she would be washed away by the ocean and never recover from it.
Eliza cried even harder like she wanted to vent out all of her grievances and anger.
Not far away, a black limousine quietly stopped.
Tanner quietly stared at her figure from inside the car. His eyes were gloomy, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. His expressions were difficult to comprehend.
Eliza cried so much that she had no tears left, only then did she stop. She wanted to call a taxi to go home, but she could not find her handbag anywhere. She had no phone to ask for help either.
She stood in the dark in confusion and felt like crying again.
She sniffed and cried like an aggrieved child. The way she walked and cried made her look pitiful yet endearing.
The black car behind her followed her silently.
Eliza had not been okay since that morning. She suffered so many twists and turns. She cried so much that her heart and lungs were about to explode. All of a sudden, her vision went dark, and she fell to the side of the road.
The car behind her suddenly stopped, and the man's strong and tall figure rushed out towards Eliza.
"Eliza!" He picked up the slender woman who was on the ground in a panic.
Eliza's head dropped. Her face was pale, and her brows were knitted together tightly.
"Eliza!" Tanner held her chin. His originally calm face was now filled with worry and panic.
He held her up at once and quickly ran back to the car. He told the driver, "Go to the nearest hospital now!"
The driver dared not delay for another second. He started the car at once.
The black car roared, then sped off at lightning speed.
Tanner hugged Eliza's thin body tightly, then he frowned.
At that moment, his phone rang once more.
The screen lit up, and the caller's name flashed. It was Raelyn.000