Allure: Peerless Beauty

chapter 5

Afterwards, she had no idea what happened. When she woke up again, she was already lying in the hospital. Her mind was clear, her thoughts normal, but her body felt weak.

Sherry bought chicken soup from a nearby snack shop near the hospital, the taste was mediocre, with a thick layer of oil floating on top, which looked somewhat repulsive.

Ada was accustomed to this kind of food and began to drink it spoon by spoon. As Sherry tidied up, she told Ada that the person who helped them out last night was Gilbert.

She was stunned when she heard this, and raised her heavy eyes to ask, "Which Gilbert?"

"The Gilbert Bruce from A-Sky Group, the rising star in wealth who can shake the stock market with a finger." She looked at her strangely. Gilbert's name was well-known in the city, and the entrepreneurial myth of A-Sky was even more widely recognized.

"At that time, you were unconscious, and that beast Wilson wouldn't let anyone help. COCO wanted to come and help me, but was stopped by those onlookers. You didn't see it at the time, but COCO was so worried, asking if you were dead. Fortunately, Gilbert sent his driver to take you to the hospital for me, otherwise, given the situation at that time, I really didn't know what to do."

Ada put down the chicken soup in her hand, her cheeks burning, but her heart was cold.

Her phone rang, Ada lowered her head to look, it was her own phone, but it was from an unknown number. She had a somewhat bad feeling, but still answered it. Then, a voice came through clearly, low and powerful.

"Miss Lamb? I'm Gilbert..."

Ada felt as if her heart was a panicked bird, plunging into an endless abyss in a posture of despair. Darkness engulfed everything around her in an instant, leaving only his voice echoing hollowly.

His voice was indifferent but gentlemanly. After briefly inquiring about her condition, he hung up. Although only three or four seconds had passed, Ada's brain temporarily stalled, and all thoughts seemed to be pulled into another space by a rude hand.

"Ada, whose call was it?" Sherry asked.

Ada turned her head, somewhat dazed, and said, "It was... Gilbert."

This phone call made Ada worry for several days, but there was also a sense of relief mixed in her anxiety.

In this city, he was too wealthy, living a life admired by all, every move he made was the focus of media attention, a topic of conversation for the common people. While she was just an ant living in a corner, struggling in the vast sea of ​​humanity, exhausted for a living.

So, that's it.

That's the distance between mortals and heaven, between her and him... Perhaps they would just forget each other like this, in the hustle and bustle of the world, never to be remembered again?

But Wilson's phone call shattered all her naive fantasies.

The message was simple and cruel, without any tact or subtlety. It was like a vulgar soap opera, without even a hint of ambiguity. After that, Ada felt as if she had lost her soul.

Until she saw him, saw his cold brows reflected in the evening sun. She knew that her soul hadn't left, she was still alive. So, she had to bear all of this, alive and well.

When they left the restaurant, it was already late into the night.

Ada suddenly felt tired sitting in the car. Her nerves had been stretched too tight for too long, and when it came to the crucial moment, she found herself lacking energy. Perhaps, as some people say, fear is just the process of waiting for fear; pain is just the result of enduring pain.

So be it...

She didn't have the strength to think about anything anymore, and fell asleep leaning against the leather seat. It was as if she had had a very long dream, but she forgot the content of the dream. She only knew it was an incredibly sad dream.

How long did she have this dream?

Did she shed any tears?

She couldn't remember. In a daze, it seemed like someone was whispering something in her ear, their voice incredibly soothing, carrying an angelic and graceful tenderness.

She remembered when she was young, Sherry used to tell her a story.

Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a beautiful place called the City of No Tears, where the people were happy angels. Because they were so happy, they had no tears. But then, the angels fell, and blue rain fell from the sky, yet the place still remained the City of No Tears. It's just that, the tears of the people dried up...