Here's the translation of your text: "Help! The rich second-generation boyfriend I dated in college broke up with me and actually came back to the country! That's not the important part; the important part is! He is actually my blind date! What should I do?! Help! He has now become the boss of a publicly listed company, while I..."
It was only when I took my seat on the blind date that I found out my date was my ex-boyfriend.
I was stunned.
In contrast, he was as calm as could be. When he saw my face, not only did he show no sign of surprise, but he didn't even bat an eyelid.
As always, he was so arrogant that he seemed to regard everyone else as beneath him.
I gripped my handbag tightly, calculating in my mind the distance between the table and the door and wondering how many steps I would need to make a run for it.
There was no way I could make a quick getaway in one go, considering that I had short legs after all.
"Thinking of running away?" Robert Green lazily raised his eyelids, casually looking me up and down with a disdainful smile on his lips. "Go ahead then, I'm not stopping you."
This man was as irritating as ever, never bothering to save anyone's face.
I sat down awkwardly, feeling as timid as a mouse, and stared silently at the empty cup in front of me. I was so embarrassed that I wished I could disappear on the spot.
It was so embarrassing! If I had known it would turn out like this, I definitely wouldn't have come.
It was all my mother's fault. She kept nagging in my ear every day, forcing me to go on blind dates!
I used to be able to put up some resistance, but ever since I passed my twenty-fifth birthday, my mom went a bit extreme. There was no way I could resist anymore. Even the slightest sign of defiance from me would drive her mad!
To force me to meet Robert today, my mom directly grabbed a knife from the kitchen and held it against her neck, threatening to kill herself if I didn't go.
I wished I could tell her that she was holding the knife backward!
"Any drinks?" Robert straightened his lazy sitting posture a little bit, as if he was obliged to take care of me, and asked casually.
I licked my lips. My throat was a bit parched. The traffic was so bad on the way here this morning that I almost couldn't find the place. I hadn't even had breakfast.
Who on earth scheduled a blind date at eight o'clock in the morning? Wasn't that just crazy?
Oh, right, it was Robert. Well, that figured. He had always been a bit nuts.
"Whatever," I replied. How could I dare to make any requests!
"You're still so casual and carefree." He leisurely picked up the bottle of Jack Daniel's and filled my glass to the brim, with his eyebrows slightly raised.
I was speechless. He was insinuating something, wasn't he?
I gave him a disdainful look, then stood up straight away, not giving him any face at all. "I've got things to do, so I'm leaving now. And don't contact me again in the future," I said coldly.
With a cold expression on my face, I picked up my bag and walked towards the door. But suddenly, my wrist was grasped tightly, and the grip was so strong that I couldn't break free.
I looked up at Robert's handsome face, suppressing the humiliation in my heart with great effort, and said through gritted teeth, "What's the matter with you?"
His dark eyes were fixed firmly on my face, making it impossible for me to turn my eyes away. He was undeniably good-looking. Especially his eyes, which always gave me the illusion that I was loved when they stared intently at me.
But it was just an illusion. He didn't love me at all; instead, he hated me deeply.
Our eyes met for a few seconds. Suddenly, he gave a short laugh, and the light in his eyes was especially charming as it flickered, yet his tone was so mean. "Nothing really. I'm just curious about where your rich ex-boyfriend is. Did he dump you and leave you with no choice but to come on blind dates?"
Look, how sharp-tongued he was!
Instinctively, I slapped him across the face. I was so furious that I couldn't control myself.
I didn't hold back at all with that slap. Afterward, my palm was still burning hot, but it didn't hurt.
Robert's face turned livid, and his eyes stared at me gloomily, with a look that seemed to want to flay me alive.
He said in a cold voice, "Ava, what the fuck do you think you're doing?"
I didn't want to do anything at all. I wanted to live, and I was quite happy with my life!
So before he could react, I took off like a shot and ran as fast as I could.
I fled in a flustered manner to the entrance of the subway station. With a sigh, I slowly crouched down at the corner there.
Robert probably had the urge to kill me by now. I'd better hurry home.
However, at the thought of my mom, my foot that was about to step into the elevator pulled back subconsciously.
If I went back home now, my mom would surely scold me to bits.
Before I left this morning, my mom was still nagging in my ear, saying that my blind date was the perfect package of being tall, wealthy, and handsome and that if I missed this opportunity, there would be no second chance.
Indeed, Robert did have all those qualities.
But I missed that chance a year ago.
Sigh.
Suddenly, a sharp pain stabbed at my stomach. I frowned and clutched my stomach in pain.
Damn, my stomach was playing up again.
Help! Why did it always fail me at the worst possible times?
"Take this." Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared in front of me. There was some medicine in the palm, and a bottle of mineral water was held in the other hand.
Without even looking up, I knew it was Robert's extremely annoying face.
"Your mom called me and said that you hadn't had breakfast, so she asked me to prepare some stomach medicine for you."
He squatted down, forcibly pried open my mouth, and stuffed the medicine into it. Impatiently, he said, "Take it, and then I'll take you to have a meal."
I turned my head aside, not wanting to pay any attention to him.
It wasn't that I was being petty; I was really scared!
The slap mark on Robert's face was so obvious. There wasn't a mirror around here, but if he saw it later, he'd surely want to kill me!
I didn't want to die at all!
"What? Do you want me to feed you mouth-to-mouth?" He handed me the opened bottle of water with a cold expression, and his tone brooked no argument.
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