Chapter 3 Charlize Was Still Alive

Sandra wasn't her real name. She was named Savior, with the meaning of saving his father's life.

But at the end it didn't work. Her father died still and her mother and brother abandoned her and ran away.

While she passed out, she had a dream about the first day she entered into the Greens.

It was dawn with colorful sunset on that day. Clinton just came back from basketball game, in white T-shirt. When he was walking into the door against the sunset, there were sparkling stars in his dark hair and eyes, surrounded with hot teenage atmosphere.

Just a sight at him could last for a thousand years.

And the elder Mr. Green, the boy's father, told her mildly.

"From now on, your name is Sandra. Clinton is still a rebellious child. Please try to bear with him a bit.

She was taken into the Greens for the purpose to accompany Clinton and eventually marry him. She was his future wife and at the same time his bodyguard.

From the first day she was in the Greens, she belonged to Clinton, body and soul.

Sandra woke up in darkness. The first image came into her eyes was his handsome face.

In a moment she couldn't tell the difference between the reality and the dream.

Until the man kissed her lips naturally.

"Are you awake? I have something for you."

She was in a daze to see him opening a tiny box with a diamond ring in it.

Her throat was a bit dry.

"Is this...?"

Sandra was a loner, who didn't social much. She spoke slowly but clearly and sometimes looked a bit ungainly.

Clinton raised his eyebrows, what a vivid face.

He got the ring out and put it on her hand.

"We didn't get the chance to exchange the rings on the ceremony. That old bastard sabotaged everything. You killed Jon and took revenge for Charlize. This is the prize you owned and you deserve it. What kind of look is that? Are you unhappy with the gift I gave to you?"

The small diamond ring was in the moment dazzling on her finger.

She looked at it for a long time and nodded her head slightly before she put her hand in the blanket.

"I'm happy."

Her eyes were enchanting, like those of the foxes. they were shining in the moment, different from the most of the time where they were just indifferent. She looked like a small animal that could be bullied easily.

He looked at her pretty face and felt an urge in his body.

To her, he didn't need to control his lust.

As she had always belonged to him. She was his if she was alive; or his ghost if she was dead.

Clinton opened his mouth with evil grins on his face, while forced his body against her. His big hand got in from her collar and going down to feel her delicacy, squeezing skillfully.

"Sandra, I feel that your body is better-shaped after you are wounded."

She moaned sullenly and her body started to bounce without control.

He knew her body well and could ignite her feeling easily.

she was unsettled with her eyes looking at the door.

"Sir, this is the hospital."

It seemed that he wasn't happy with her rationality at that moment and slid his body under the blanket. His head was supported by his arms, looking at her from the top, with evil grinning.

"It's a hospital, but it's also my hospital. Who dare to complain?"

He brushed away her hands on her bosom easily.

"And we are married, we can do everything we like, can't we?"

He put on a glamorous smile. She seemed to be enchanted and began to lift her face to let him kiss her long neck.

The night when he knew the Lees were killed three years ago, he was completely drunk and took her virginity.

He was rushing on her body but call Charlize's name.

She didn't feel anything wrong about it, because she was doomed to be his.

She had no choice, and she didn't want to choose anybody else too.

His kiss was moving gradually downwards and his wet lips and tongue came to her navel while unbuttoning her clothes.

A knock at the ward door suddenly.

Clinton was annoyed and turned his head.

"Fuck off!"

But the knock continued steadily.

He was about to curse and had to put on his clothes to open the door.

An anxious voice started immediately outside of the door.

"Sir, we went to destroy the Wilsons as ordered but to find... to find..."

" What did you find?"

"We found Ms. Charlize was not dead, but she was in the custody in their basement."

"What? Say it again!"

Clinton burst into anger and caught his collar and then tossed him down again.

"Okay, shut up. Take me there immediately!"

The door was opened and then closed. Just in a second, he disappeared from the ward.

The man said a moment ago that Charlize was not dead?

Sandra was shocked and felt sort of cold in the empty ward.

She grabbed her clothes and put them on in difficulty one by one, and touched the diamond ring at her ring finger unconsciously.

She should have been happy, shouldn't she?

After all, it was his most loved one, who was still alive.