Hellbound With You – Chapter 6

Chapter 6 Oh my god

Abigail saved the number as Mr. Black Leather Jacket on her contact list.

She wanted to send him a message but didn’t know what to ask. Should she shamelessly ask for the man’s address? No, that would be too creepy! Then how would she meet him?

Before she knew it, Abigail drifted to sleep without accomplishing her goal for the night. In the end, she didn’t send Mr. Black Leather Jacket a single message.

The next morning, Abigail woke up early as always. After breakfast with her family, she drove to work.

She spent a pleasant morning with the kids at the orphanage. Being with the happy, innocent children filled her heart with pure joy.

When she left the orphanage, Abigail drove home, wanting to go early. Even though she had forgotten her plan to message Mr. Black Leather, the mystifying, outrageously gorgeous Mr. Qin’s face popped into her head occasionally. Strangely, she couldn’t completely take him off her mind despite being busy all day.

The roads were icy, so she drove slowly. Their house was outside the city, about an hour from the orphanage. Her grandparents chose this secluded place near a protected national park for its quiet and greenery. The road was empty, winding through thick, green trees.

As she turned onto a straight road through the forest, Abigail accelerated a little, when suddenly a deer ran across in front of her. She slammed on the brakes, but it seemed too late. She was sure she would hit it.

Before she knew it, her tires squealed as she swerved, narrowly avoiding the deer. But in the next second, a deafening thud rang out—her car crashed into another car.

The other car veered right and hit a tree by the roadside. Abigail’s car halted, and thanks to her seatbelt, she was safe without a scratch.

Her heart raced, hands trembling. She forced herself to calm down and immediately thought of the other car’s occupants. She rushed to the black car, praying everyone was safe.

As she approached, the car door opened. A man around his fifties stepped out, unharmed. Thank god!

He looked very formal in a black suit, almost like a butler from a TV drama.

“Are you okay? I’m so sorry… I was trying to avoid hitting the deer and this happened,” Abigail panicked. She knew this was trouble but had no choice.

The old man sighed, creasing his brows at the damage. Abi calmed down seeing him unfazed. Then she followed his gaze and froze.

The car before her was a black Lamborghini. Oh my god!

Her blood ran cold. Where would she get the money to repair this luxurious car? Why did it have to be this car?

Without answering, the old man walked around and opened the back passenger door.

“Sir, what are we going to do about this? The car is pretty damaged,” he asked, and Abigail followed.

Seeing the man in the back seat, addressed as ‘sir,’ Abigail knew he was the owner. “I’m so sorry. I was trying to avoid hitting a deer, so…”

She trailed off as she saw his face.

“M-mr. Qin?” she gasped. Why was it him? What was this gorgeous man doing here?