No One But You

Chapter 55 At Your Disaposal

"I told you so, but you didn’t believe me." He rubbed his rough palm against my forehead, and I pulled

his hand down to see there was calluses, some new and blistered. "How did that happen?"

"I opened the the iron window of the toolshed."

As I looked at him, I couldn't imagine how Calvin, standing out in front of everyone who was scared to

hear his name, could be locked away in the toolshed by his family.

He could see my doubts, and gave me a faint smile, “In my family, we seem to be born with a gold

spoon, since we enjoyed the glory and good life the family brings us, we should have to sacrifice. For

them, I just need to marry a woman who I don’t love. In my family, every one of us including my father,

uncle, my brothers and sisters are living such a life, but I don't want it."

I seemed to be watching a Hong Kong and Taiwan family ethics TV series in the 1970s, but I did not

expect that now was a new society, unexpectedly some large families were still arranged marriages.

"For a family like ours, anything can serve as a springboard for profits. The best businessmen are

those who don't miss a single detail. "He looked at me and smiled, with his coarse palm stroking my

cheek. "Fairy Dixon had been to see you, so your pride has been damaged again, hasn't it?"

"Fairy Dixon is a fart." I gritted my teeth.

"Then why did you run away?"

"Have you been looking for me?"

"I managed to get out of there. The first thing I did was not nothing but to find you. I thought you would

obediently stay there waiting for me, but when I went in and I only saw Lucy and Sally. They said you

left a week ago.” His eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a latent anger and gloom in the pupils.

"At your disposal." I said.

"Good." he said shortly, and taking my hand, he opened the door and walked out.

"Where to?" I was a bit surprised. I thought his punishment might be to carry me to bed and just have

me, as he kept nagging at me all day.

But he didn't.

Instead of driving, he took a car downstairs and pulled me into the car.

He said nothing all the way, holding my hand tightly in his.

The car was speeding, outside the window of the night rapid backward, as if a color picture. Although

the scenery was constantly changing, the invariable was the person taking pictures.

By the time we got up the hill, I knew where he was taking me.

Calvin’s house was situated on the hillside with picturesque scenery and commanding view of the city.

I turned to look at him. "But you just ran out of there. You don't think your family will be moved by the

love we share when they see you taking me in, do you?”

He looked sideways at me. “Do you love me?”

I didn't know how to answer for a moment, besides the strange driver was sitting in front of me, how NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

can I talk love with him?

"And why are you taking me?"

"Or you can see with your own eyes that I will marry Fairy Dixon tomorrow?"

"I don't want that happens."

He looked out of the window and smiled.

Calvin was a brave person, he can face his heart, and he would fight for what he wanted regardless of

the consequences.

This bravery both moved me and frightened me.

I was afraid he would suddenly abandon me in this resolute and decisive way.

The car came to the door of the Knight’s house. I paid the money, got out of the car and stood at the

door of the black lacquered iron gate. I looked up at the tall street lamp in the doorway. He stood by my

side and asked me, “Are you afraid?"

To be honest, I had no the word ‘fear’ in my dictionary.

Although I had no experience in this kind of thing, I had watched many similar TV series. And I can

probably guess what will happen next.

Otherwise, I was kicked out of the house and Calvin was placed under house arrest.

With any luck, I would get a huge cash check snapped in my face.

If I was unlucky, they would get me out of the city and I could never come back.

I can guess the outcome, so can Calvin.

But that was the only way we can do.

He also knew that as long as in this city, there was no way to escape the Knight Family's hand and eye,

and I did not want to live like a mouse in disgrace.

If I wanted to stand out in the sun, I had to fight.

He took me by the hand and walked in. There were two security guards at the door who immediately

saluted when they saw Calvin. Their expressions should be that they did know about Calvin's house

arrest, so the guards did not know that he stole out of the gate.

After all, it was a family affair, the less the outsiders know, the better.

When I entered the door of the Knight’s house, I thought I had entered a park, with dense woods on

both sides. And the garden in front of me, under the streetlights, looked rather empty. I couldn't see

where their house was.

"Does your family usually camp in a tent?"

“The house is inside. You can see it through the garden.” He answered me.

"Oh." I had never lived in a large house, nor entered one, so I was afraid.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I finally saw a large house about the height of a four-story

building standing before my eyes.

I suddenly stopped, he tilt his head to look at me, “What, are you afraid?”

"I never knew how to write ‘afraid’." But I felt my legs a little trembling. I had nothing so I was not afraid

for myself, but Calvin was desperate for me, I must think of him.

"You've got to figure out what's in front of you when you go in. You've said that your parents and

brothers lived like this. If you're the only one who breaks the rules, chances are you'll be kicked out of

the Knight Family."

"I'm so scared!" He squeezed out a sneer between his teeth, “I wish Knight Family kick me out. I have

all the glory from Knight Family, do you think I like it?"

When I first met Calvin, I wouldn't belive that.

But today he was different. He was bright in my eyes.

He took me by the hand and walked up the front steps of the house. The lights were on, and he was

probably spotted running away, so everyone was looking for him.

He took me into the house. He looked silly but I appreciated it.

As a matter of fact, we had no chance to turn back, for as soon as we appeared at the gate. An older

man saw Calvin and immediately turned around and shouted to the room, "Young Master Calvin has

come back, Young Master Calvin has come back!”

I looked up at Calvin's pretty profile and tried to make a joke to make the current solemn atmosphere a

little more cheerful, “How do I feel like I'm shooting a Republic of China drama?"

"There are habits which have long been abandoned in the common household, but are carried on in

our own, so called, great household." As the voice fell down, the man supported a woman walk out of

the house. The woman stood in front of us, frowning, and said in a low voice, “Why you are back since

you had run away?”