“Ruka.” A man’s frosty voice tinged with concern could be heard from outside the bushes.
Ruka was paralyzed in surprise. The voice… Is it Mr. Ren?
She quickly retreated backward. Since she was wearing jeans, it was not that awkward. However, she seemed like a crazy woman the moment she squirmed out of the bush. There were a few dry leaves stuck in her messy hair and some stains on her fair face. Her hands and clothes were dirtier with bloodstains.
“Mr. Ren, I’m sorry. I lost your cat.” Like a child in the wrong, she lowered her head as she prepared herself to be chided.
Still, Ren noticed the bloodstains on her finger with his keen eyes. Marching forward, he grabbed her hand to take a look. “You’re hurt.”
I’m alright. It’s just a scratch and it doesn’t hurt.” She hurriedly withdrew her hand and shook her head since it was urgent to search for his cat.
Looking at the dry leaves and twigs on her hair, he gently removed them for her. She was surprised for a few seconds while standing still to let him do the job.
After removing the grasses off her head, he ordered in a low voice, “Wash up and bandage your finger.”
“But your cat- Her eyes slightly widened. She would never return without the cat.
“I’ll look for her.” Gazing at her pathetic state akin to a little kitten, Ren let out a chuckle.
Embarrassed, she could not help but glanced at him. “What are you laughing at?”
“Nothing. Let’s go.” He then patted her shoulder. “Trust me. I can find her.” The intense regret filled her heart, for she had not foreseen herself losing his cat upon borrowing it.
“Sorry…” apologized Ruka with downcast eyes as her long lock covered her ears.
“Don’t be silly,” he chided lightly while raising his hand, which stiffened in midair before he withdrew it.
No one knew what he was going to do except for him-he almost tucked her strands of hair behind her ear.
“Miss Singed, you should return home. We’ll help Sir find the cat,” a bodyguard suggested. The bodyguards intended to escort Ren back into the house before he caused a ruckus by exposing himself in the public.
In the end, Ruka could only return home first. One of the bodyguards told Ren, “Sir, we can search the cat for you. You may return to the residence.”
Ren waved his hand and raised his head to scan the area. Next, he rounded toward the backyard. Though Ruka had previously searched around this area, the bushes behind the walls of the garden were outside her radar.
Once she arrived at the yard, the maids came up to her and reported that they did not see the cat anywhere upon looking at every nook and cranny of the place. Obviously, the kitten had escaped outside the yard.
“What am I going to do?” Her face scrunched up in distress. Where can a little kitty possibly go? What if she’s hit by a car on the road? Or kidnapped by a lunatic to be tortured?
Forget about taking a bath, she did not even wash her face. However, the maids noticed the bruises on her finger and brought over a band-aid.
A couple of moments later, a commotion happened outside the yard. Ren trod into the place as the beam of golden sunlight gleamed upon him. Nestling in his arms was a little white feline with its slightly dirtied and messy fur. It was none other than Callie!
