C50 He Had Been Bullied by a Bastard in His Dreams.

The next day.

After the heavy rain, the air was filled with the faint fragrance of the earth.

Lydia, who had just opened her eyes, took a deep sniff of the fragrance. Her suppressed mood from the previous day was gone, and the corner of her mouth involuntarily lifted up.

Suddenly, the hand on her waist tightened.

She was startled.

She glanced at the man beside her. When she saw who was beside her, her entire body froze.

Re... Reece!

Instantly, fear overwhelmed her.

Why... Why did they sleep together?

She tried her best to figure out what was going on, but her mind was blank.

She drank too much!

She drank too much, and she couldn't remember anything.

Because of the trauma from her past life, she was so frightened that her entire body tensed up.

At that moment, she was so afraid that she didn't dare to move. She only dared to turn her eyes to the man.

At this moment, the man beside her was breathing evenly and steadily. His broad chest was rising and falling rhythmically. His cold black eyes were now gently closed, and his usual coldness could not be seen.

The sunlight naughtily caressed the man's cheek. As if it felt warm, his thin lips curled up.

That beautiful curve reduced the man's fierceness and added a bit of peace.

It seemed that even if he was asleep, it wasn't that scary.

Just as Lydia was thinking about it, the man's long eyelashes trembled slightly. Her heart also trembled.

She moved her body lightly, wanting to escape from this dangerous embrace.

In the next second, the arm around her waist tightened again.

She finally managed to move a centimeter more, but it was instantly shortened to zero.

At that moment, the man's warm breath sprayed on her left cheek. It was so hot that it was burning. Lydia's mind was filled with the scene of the man in her previous life who wanted her again and again like a fierce beast.

She was so uneasy that her face turned pale. She frantically pushed the man away, "Let me go, let me go!"

Because the man was too heavy, she couldn't push him away. In a moment of panic, she lifted her leg and directly kicked him away.

Clang!

The man slammed into the bed.

The pain was so intense that the man's sword-like eyebrows knitted together.

Which damned person dared to do this to him?

Reece glanced around the room unhappily, searching for the person who dared to sneak attack him!

Naturally, his eyes met with the terrified face of Lydia. In that instant, the fire in his eyes was extinguished by half. The killing intent in his voice was so strong that it was almost gone.

"Ah, Luann!"

Although the man had forcefully suppressed half of his anger, Lydia could still feel his anger.

However, without physical contact, she was not that afraid anymore.

She breathed, breathed.

After two deep breaths, she looked at him indifferently and then walked to the bathroom as if nothing had happened. "Is there anything, Mr. Tillman?"

Her tone was cold and distant.

"..." Reece narrowed his eyes, and a layer of black mist appeared in his eyes.

He stood up and tidied his clothes a little. Then, he walked towards the bathroom.

At this moment, the woman walked out of the bathroom.

"Lydia, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lydia had already walked down the stairs.

The man rubbed his forehead in frustration as he stared at her stubborn back.

Was he too hot-tempered lately?

Was this damned woman trying to embarrass him?

...

On the second floor, in the dining room.

"Lydia, have you ever experienced anything scary before?"

Suddenly, a man's questioning voice came from the opposite side.

Lydia's hand, which was holding the spoon, paused for a moment. She was confused. What did this mean?

In the next second, she suddenly remembered the night she dreamt of being tortured by a man in her previous life.

Could it be that she was dreaming again?

"Lydia?"

Perhaps she had been distracted for too long, but the man's voice rang in her ears again.

She snapped out of her daze and took a sip of the porridge. She said indifferently, "No."

It was the same answer again!

This answer made the man's face turn cold. He immediately approached her.

Even though she did not raise her head, Lydia could feel her scalp turning numb.

She subconsciously raised her head and happened to see a furious gaze.

The man was angry again.

He seemed to be very angry lately.

...

The two of them looked at each other for a few seconds. Finally, Lydia decided to give up.

She took a sip of the porridge and explained, "I had a nightmare last night."

"Nightmare?"

"Yes, I was bullied by a bastard who was not human. It was so miserable."

Lydia's face was expressionless. It was as if she was talking about someone else.

However, only she knew how painful that incident was to her. It was a shadow that would haunt her for the rest of her life. Even if she was reborn, she would never be able to get rid of it.

She smiled bitterly and took another sip of the porridge.

The moment she lowered her head, tears almost burst out of her eyes.

She bit her lower lip and forced the tears out of her eyes with her pain.

When her teeth loosened, there was a deep bite mark on her lips.

She took a deep breath and forced the bitterness out of her. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. She asked in confusion, "How did you sleep on my bed last night? And... you even hugged me?"

"…" The man's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Even so, his face was still calm. He tapped his fingers on the table. "You had a nightmare."

"Huh?" What did it have to do with hugging her and sleeping? Lydia blinked in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"You self-injured yourself after the nightmare," the man said calmly.

Lydia was confused. She ignored the man and asked, "And then?"

"I told you that you had a nightmare and wanted to commit suicide. In order to stop you from committing suicide, I could only hold your hands." The man raised his eyebrows, his voice clearly impatient.

So that's how it was.

Lydia finally understood what he meant, but her face did not show the gratitude that the man had expected. Instead, her expression darkened slightly. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Waking her up was not the solution to everything.

"How do you know I didn't wake you up?" The man's eyes were filled with disapproval, and his voice turned cold.

Did he mean that he had called her?

But... Why didn't she hear it?

She couldn't possibly be sleeping so dead.

Lydia frowned slightly and muttered, "Do you really want to wake me up?"

"Lydia, what's with your disbelieving gaze? Don't tell me you thought I didn't wake you up on purpose and took the opportunity to sleep with you for the entire night?" The man snorted. "Do you think that this is possible?"

Lydia looked at the man's disdainful gaze and did not say anything else.

That was right. It was impossible.

After all, she was just a suspect in his heart.

She lowered her head and did not say anything else.

At this moment, the only sound left on the dining table was her drinking the porridge.

The man opposite her just looked at her. When he saw that her face was faintly pale, his fingers on the table paused for a few seconds.

Was he being too serious?

Suddenly, the man was annoyed, irritated, and blamed himself... All sorts of emotions were changing on his face...