The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter-Chapter 865 Bianca & Clifford VIII

~ At Tang's Family Martial Arts Center ~

Bianca proceeded to her relative's Martial Arts Center to vent out her anger and frustrations. She didn't expect to see those photos. Her heart constricted as if it was being squeezed the moment she saw Olive and Clifford together.

"Dexter lied! Meeting with the investors my ass! Clifford Sy… just you wait!" Bianca mumbled as she continued punching and kicking the wooden dummy (Wing Chun).

Bianca felt terrible knowing her boyfriend was with his ex-fiancé right now. She wondered if Olive already told Clifford about her illness. 𝘧𝓇𝒆𝗲𝓌𝙚𝙗𝓷o𝘷𝒆𝘭.𝐜𝚘𝒎

"Did he change his mind after knowing the truth? Will he choose to be with her now?" Bianca moved faster, hitting the wooden dummy. She looked like she was talking to her target.

She hated this feeling of uncertainty. She had the urge to fly to Country F to see Clifford but she didn't have the courage to ask him. She was afraid that Clifford would admit to her that he still loved Olive.

"Damn!" Bianca threw a hard punch that the wooden dummy almost broke. Before she knew it, her tears already started to fall from the corners of her eyes.

At this moment, she stopped throwing punches. She gazed up, trying to stop the tears from flowing. But she failed. Her body trembled, trying to suppress her sobs. Then she wiped the tears on her face using the back of her palm.

She felt exhausted both mentally and physically. She sat on the floor, covering her face. She didn't want to cry but she couldn't help it. This was the first time she had ever felt this way.

'I guess… I've fallen deeply for him. Why am I crying like a loser here? This isn't me…' Bianca thought to herself.

She had been there in the martial arts center for three hours now. Her body was covered with sweat while her face was soaked with both her sweats and tears.

She was still sitting on the floor, unmoving, when someone entered. Bianca failed to notice it since her mind was preoccupied with something.

The footsteps were drawing closer to her. It stopped a few inches away from her. That someone was already standing in front of her. However, Bianca didn't see him as she covered her face using both hands. ƒ𝑟𝐞𝗲𝘄𝙚𝚋𝑛ｏ𝙫𝒆𝒍.𝒄𝘰𝓂

She just put her hands down when she finally heard someone kneeling in front of her. When she gazed forward, she saw the man who had been bugging her mind since this morning– Clifford Sy!

Bianca blinked her eyes several times, trying to clear her vision. She thought her mind was tricking her by letting her see the person who made her cry today.

'There's no way Clifford will be here as he is busy dating his ex-fiancé in Country F.' Bianca mumbled inwardly. She wanted to clear her mind by closing her eyes and shaking her head, hoping that once she opened her eyes again, Clifford would no longer be there.

But before she could close them, she heard Clifford's familiar voice. "Why are you crying?" His voice was filled with worries and concerns.

Bianca parted her lips to say something only to close them again. She was speechless. Aside from seeing Clifford, now she could also hear his voice.

'Damn?! What's happening to me? Am I crazy in love with him that I am imagining him right now?' Bianca wanted to scold herself. She should be mad and upset with him but here she was still thinking of him. She was longing for him. She missed him so badly!

Meanwhile, Clifford felt alarmed as Bianca remained silent and unmoving. 'I guess… she is so mad that she doesn't want to talk to me.'

With an uneasy heart, Clifford pulled her into a tight hug. "Bi… are you mad at me? Please talk to me. You can punch me… beat me… but please, talk to me. Don't ignore me."

Bianca's eyes widened at the feeling of his warm embrace. She was not imagining it! Clifford was there… in front of her!

"W-What are you doing here?" Bianca muttered in a hoarse voice.

"I came back to see you," Clifford promptly responded, tightening his grip on her body further.

Bianca fell silent for a moment. She just stayed like that for several seconds, making Clifford more anxious and tense.

"Bianca… What's wrong? Please tell me…" he begged her.

"Are you here to break up with me?" Bianca suddenly blurted out, pushing Clifford away from her.

Clifford froze when he heard that. He didn't expect to hear those words from Bianca.

"Of course not! Why would I do that?" Clifford responded exasperatedly. He watched her expression, feeling confused. 'What's going on here? Why is Bianca thinking about this possibility?'

"Because of Olive…" Bianca mumbled, lowering her gaze. She wanted to hide the pain and sadness that could be seen in her eyes.

Clifford shook his head in disbelief. "I will never do that!" He insisted. He lifted her chin so that their eyes would meet.

"Olive and I are over! I don't love her… and I don't have any obligation to take care of her just because she is sick. She is no longer my responsibility. Besides, you are my woman. Not her!" Clifford explained to Bianca spontaneously. "I have nothing to do with her anymore."

"Then why are you with her? Why did you lie about meeting investors while you were with her? You never called me for the past few days because of her, am I right?" Bianca started to question his actions.

"I'm sorry, Bi. I didn't mean to. It's my fault for having an incompetent assistant! I'd never asked him to lie to you. Let me deduct his salary next month! But please believe me… You are the only woman I love." Dexter, who was waiting outside, coughed several times after overhearing Clifford's words. He was guilty of that.

Bianca pursed her lips, still not convinced by his words.

Clifford heaved a frustrated sigh seeing her reaction. He could tell that Bianca was still in doubt, not believing his words. Fortunately, he had already prepared his back-up plan.

"You refused to believe my words… then let me prove it with my actions!" Clifford picked something inside his suit's pocket.

"Bianca… Marry me! Please don't say no!" Clifford said firmly, holding her hand while showing the beautiful diamond ring.

Bianca: "..."