Stephen gulped when he heard the question that the human woman named Veronica Darren had just asked. His eyes repeatedly tried to avoid Nikki's eyes but his efforts failed due to the woman constantly forcing him to look back into those two brown iris eyes of the human woman in front of him at the moment.
This was the reason why he was still afraid to be in a relationship with Nikki even though fate seems to be trying to give him many chances to be next to that human woman. The past is still chasing him, repeatedly reminding him that he doesn't deserve to be by Nikki's side. That he didn't deserve Nikki's love, even though deep down in his heart he wanted it.
Her tongue feels numb now. If he could, he wouldn't want to answer that question. If possible, he wanted fate not to lead her to set foot in the room he had left after the owner of this room died--or at least that's what he believed after he failed to find out where his older brother was. He was afraid. He was to
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Theo took out all the contents in the drawer, looking in disbelief at what was on the desk. Various congratulatory cards in Indri's handwriting which he knew very well because he had been used to seeing him since he was a child. There was a happy birthday card--which he was currently holding. There is also a congratulatory card for graduating from school and also after he successfully finished his studies (he majored in Law with Business). His right hand unfolded all the greeting cards, skimming the contents of the cards in disbelief. What happened? Why was he seeing all these things in the room his stepmother always seemed to visit when he was visiting Spain all her life? Everything feels odd. Like a dream. "Don't look at me with that look, you filthy bastard!" The words of the woman during his lifetime echoed in his mind, so real that he felt that she was still alive and close to him. He was used to finding women cursing him or insu
Erick looked at Theo's figure who was now sitting huddled in the corner of the room with trembling lips, muttering a sentence that his ears could not understand on the grounds that the man's voice was like whispering than a normal voice. He sucked his lower lip as he saw Theo's reaction. He understood the way Theo acted in front of him yesterday. For Theo, this must be a fact that hit a man who had lived a life of hating his stepmother without knowing the truth. Indeed, he will not be able to understand what his boyfriend were feeling right now, for the reason that none of these things happened to him. Compared to him who lives in a Latin family which always upholds family and cares about each other, Pedrosa's extended family in Waterford city is much more complicated. "Keep her calm while accepting the truth. I know this is a difficult task, but I think this is the right time to tell her. I don't want all the efforts Indri to protect her children will just disappear
There was nothing she could do at this point but let Stephen stay in her arms until he felt better. He suddenly felt regret that he had forced the werewolf man to answer a question that was certain for him to open an old wound that was ingrained in the man's heart. "I'm sorry, Nikki..." Again, Nikki found Stephen again muttering words that made the guilt feeling inside him grow even more. His hand moved to stroke the top of Stephen's head, hoping that what he had just done would make Stephen feel better. "It's not your fault--" "No, Nikki. It's my fault," Stephen interrupted before he could finish, letting go of his arms as he wiped the tears that had fallen down the man's cheeks. The two men's eyes stared at him sadly, making him a little relieved that he was finally no longer avoiding eye contact with her. "Half of them was my fault," Stephen said again, his lips trembling violently as he said it. "My mother asked me to take care of my older
Erna crossed her arms in front of her chest, harbouring her annoyance. It had been almost three hours since they had been forced to return to the Zhang family residence, quietly in the living room accompanied by the Zhang family servants--the extended family of Bianca's older brother, Erick Zhang--who stood around them, accompanied by a variety of local snacks and hot tea which from the smell alone he immediately knew that it was Biluochun tea, without listening to any explanation from Bianca who had been pacing back and forth in the living room. What kept him from venting his annoyance was Bianca's expression that looked restless, unlike Bianca who could always take any situation casually no matter how big the problem. For example, when they are in the third grade of high school and are dizzy because they have to think about the final exam and also preparation for university entrance with a very strict selection of scores. Instead of focusing her attention on studying and p
Somewhat confused by what Bianca said or what was happening, she still obeyed Bianca's request, who was already walking ahead of her with anxious steps through the corridor. She felt a little objectionable on the grounds that she had to leave the tea which had just been refilled by one of the maids who had been in charge of refilling her tea if the tea in her cup ran out without needing to tell the waiter what to do (unlike the waiter at her house who was less responsive when it comes to something like this), and had to left local snacks that she did not know the names of but she still liked them for the reason of their unusual taste and managed to make her want to keep taking a bite of them again and again. As long as she has known Bianca from the moment they met in high school until now, one thing she knew well from Bianca was that her best friend would not explain what she was going thro
Since that day, everything has changed. It was not like it used to be. Veronica's eyes were fixed on Stephen, who was talking to several people in front of the entrance with a tense face, not immediately inviting them to enter the mansion. Her hands gripped her smartphone tightly, letting the TV channel in the living room play her favourite N*****x series, Shadowhunters, with the last episode of Season 4 that was no longer appealing to her. "The situation is too risky for us, Boss." She heard one of the people speak in a slightly higher pitch than the others around him who had been speaking in a half-whispered tone--most likely Steph
The man was still looking at him with a raised eyebrow when he heard her words, while she cleared her throat, trying to stop the awkward atmosphere that was created as soon as she finished speaking. "You said what? You already knew about that?" She nodded, confirming her boyfriend's words. The man mumbled in a lower voice more to himself, speaking in a language that sounded foreign to her ears before his face turned grim. "Are you all right?" "Rather than that, why didn't you tell me about Stephen's older brother?" she spat out, trying to contain the anger that she did not know why was starting to arise inside herself. "Why didn't you tell me that the creature that attacked me twelve years old was not an ordinary wolf, but a werewolf?" The man did not say a word. Just silent, as if the man wanted to give her a chance to vent all her anger on the man. Her boyfriend's current attitude reminded her a little of Stephen's attitude towards her. It w
Stephen placed his finger on the right side of his tablet, unlocking the screen. Now the screen no longer shows a black blank screen, showing them the points of the location where the attack took place. Karl's fingers moved the screen, occasionally pinching to enlarge or reduce the size of Laurent's area plan, and luckily, Karl was kind enough to give her more space so she could also see what was on the tablet screen. There were a lot of red dots there--a sign that the area had been successfully taken over by the enemy group, leaving two green dots that were the only areas left.Which means, Schneider is behind this attack, she muttered to herself.Stephen's attention then turned to her, looking at her with a guilty look. "And for your information, I am telling you that there is no training session with Isabella today, not because I forbid you--as you might think--""And that was exactly what I thought," she interrupted, now standing