Raymond put the last document he just finished on Thyme's desk, found Thyme was sleeping on a pile of documents they were supposed to sign.
‘Thyme?’ Raymond tried to wake the Thyme by shaking their body a little. Failed. Again he tried to wake them up, and thankfully it worked. It could be troublesome if Thyme did not wake up either because that means sacrificing his time to wait for them to wake up.
‘Ah, sorry. I fell asleep,’ Thyme yawned as they said that.
‘It’s okay. But you better move to your room. It’ll become uncomfortable if you continue to sleep here.’
Raymond stomped his feet. His fingers tapped on his thighs, shook off his anxiety as he glanced at Hazel, who was busy watching a drama series he did not know on the TV channel. This woman deliberately turned up the volume of the TV whenever he tried to open a conversation, making the atmosphere even more awkward than before. He did not understand what made this woman angry with him. He thought that after he apologized last night he would be forgiven. In fact, it was not that simple. To make things worse, Hazel continued to respond shortly to everything he said. All his attempts to make Hazel not angry had failed miserably. Instead of getting better, everything he did just made things even worse.For example this morning. Because today was their day off, he woke up earlier than usual, taking his time to bake chocolate bro
Raymond slowly left the Umberbridge mansion. His whole body trembled from the flashbacks of his memories he still could not bear. Being beside Amanda reminded him of Arnold because their similar faces and gestures made his PTSD symptoms getting worse. He knew that sooner or later, his symptoms would only get worse if he did not continue his treatment. The psychiatrist who treated him in the past also warned him of the risks he would face if he stopped his treatment sessions in the middle. But, did he have any choice now, after he knew that his friend's younger sister was in danger? He was not in the position to decide. At least, he considered what he was doing now as part of his effort to make amends for the mistakes he had made. His chest ached until he hit his chest several times to suppress his pain.The pain was
Raymond can feel his entire body frozen. He intended to run away from a group of people who were absolutely not ordinary people by their stature, avoiding everything. The panic attack that he had just experienced had consumed all of his energy. But behind him was Edward, and he did not want his manager getting involved in his business. He swallowed hard. Yes, there was no other way than to face these people, with only a thirty per cent chance of winning based on his observation of their abilities. He drew closer to Edward, who was standing behind him, looking a little worried.‘Look. On the count of three, run away from this place. Understand?’‘How about you?’
‘Is there something wrong, accompanying my employee to go home when his conditions are not well, Miss Hazel Skylar?’‘Of course no, Manager. Instead, I should be the one apologizing to you for sacrificing your ‘valuable time’ to take him home safely, Manager.’‘I don't feel bothered at all.’When would they finish their arguing in front of the apartment building? He was too tired to complain. Fifteen minutes passed since Edward arrived in front of his apartment building. Hazel was standing in front of the apartment building's entrance, rubbing her hands to keep her body warm. Then as soon as Hazel saw him with Edward, instead of coming over to him and asking why he was with Edward or worrying about his condition, Hazel grabbed Raymond's wrist, pulling him away from Edward wi
Raymond closed the last file that Thyme gave him as he relaxed his stiff muscles because he continued to sit in a chair for nearly six hours. His eyes behind the glasses he was wearing twitched—the result of continuing to divide his concentration between reading the printed file and the computer screen on his desk.Raymond turned his head to find that his boss seemed to be enjoying their lollipop, which had shrunk like a toddler, and looking at their computer screen enthusiastically as if they were playing games. He rose from his chair and walked over to their table. "Did you already finish all of them?" asked Thyme, enjoying their lollipop again. Raymond nodded. "I want to talk about Amanda's condition." Thyme's face suddenly turned serious, moving the lollipop away from their mouth. "Yesterday I actually wanted to inform you, but I couldn’t contact you. I wonder why."Their sarcastic tone made him remember that day. After he broke up with Hazel, he stayed in his bedroom for a day,
Raymond looked up, sat in the back of a city park, looking at the city sky filled with white clouds. Snowflakes fell slowly like little cotton, covering the streets of Cirillo. His eyes fixed on a snow removal crew that would appear every three hours to clean up the snow on the road, using snow removal equipment with the size of an average adult height. He did not know how the device work, because, with that slim size, they can swallow a lot of snow with each suction. Like a black hole in space. The snow removal crew he saw now had a flat face while humming as he moved the tool to suck the snow, apparently unconcerned that someone was watching him. The man's appearance made him realize that he had spent six hours in this city park.He raised his hands that were not wearing gloves. Red and stiff, so that he could barely feel his own hands. Today's cold air strangely did not bother him at all, although according to the weather forecast from hi
Yes. Last night he said it out loud and as clearly as the sky, asking Edward to let him stay over at his apartment. He needed a distraction, at least for his feelings for Hazel to completely disappear. To forget for a moment his reason for coming to this city. And he thought Edward could help him distract his mind. And the next day, he would return to his activities as usual, with the burden of the problem half lifted. Even though Edward agreed to let him stay the night, he did not attempt to do anything to him because, as soon as they arrived at Edward's apartment, the man kept quiet. He talked briefly to him, then opened the spare mattress that was kept in the closet and let him sleep on Edward's bed while the man slept on the mattress. Then Edward went straight to sleep after saying goodnight, even though it was still early. Not even mentioned their kiss at the park earlier ... "You already awake?" Edward gave a big yawn with his bed hair, approaching Raymond, who had been aw
Raymond stuffed his smartphone into his coat pocket after receiving a text from Thyme allowing him to take some day off because Verdict had taken care of everything. When he wanted a distraction, the people around him did not even give him a chance. Telling him to rest—something he would accept it gladly before but now he hated it. Precisely at times like this, what he needed was something that could make him busy, can be distracted him even if only for a moment. Raymond gave a deep sigh, closed his locker and walked out from the room. His working hours at this place was also over. There was no way he could ask Edward to increase his working hours, because there were already a few new employees hired by Edward, making that option impossible for him.He asked Mike who would normally agree if he offered to go home together
Thyme Umberbridge looked at their reflection in the windshield, smoothing out their appearance. Today, they managed to gather their resolve to invite Priska Cirillo—a woman they had liked since their first year at high school. A strong woman who succeeded in diverting their world, which had only been concerned with learning and training to prepare themself to become the leader of the Umberbridge mafia organization, replacing their father's position. From Priska, they then met Amanda Chloe—their classmate who was known as a genius pianist (and later he found out that she was the younger sister of Arnold Walter, a hitman from the Walter family whom he has admired for a long time until he followed in his footsteps by honing his skills in shot accurately), and Gerald Tan—Amanda Chloe's childhood friend, who has a housewife-like personality and was now with them in the car after they asked him to accompany them. They were too nervous, not
The sound of the five children running down the hall made Raymond subconsciously give a small smile as he looked at them. The joy of the children seemed to provide a much more pleasant atmosphere amid the crowd of hospital patients, mostly elders. Few patients were the same age as him, and it did not take them to stay long, either. Unlike them. The children laughed loudly before finally falling silent when a female nurse scolded them for making a fuss. Their happy faces faded, followed by their languid heads. He, who had just finished the hospital administration process, only shook his head slowly, approaching the children and also the female nurse who was still busy scolding them with repeated words.'Let them go,' Raymond's left hand moved to caress one of the children's head with long straight hair, dark brown, which was flo
Verdict placed a bouquet of flowers on the tombstone of his adoptive brother, closed his eyes while forming a cross in front of his chest. Beside him, Amanda stood there, staring at the tombstone with the name Arnold Walter engraved. There were no special words engraved on the tombstone other than the name and date of death. His hand looked for Amanda's and held it tightly, calming his girlfriend, who was starting to cry.'Brother. I don't know whether you can hear me or not, but I want to introduce the most special person in my life right now,' he said, glancing at Amanda, who was wiping her tears while sobbing. 'This is Amanda Chloe, your younger sister and my girlfriend. I know what you would say if you were still alive. You definitely won't like it if you know about this. If you are still alive and able to meet Amanda, you
He spent more than two weeks lying in a very uncomfortable hospital bed, staring at the scenery outside the window. He heard the screeching sound of birds perched on one of the windows of his room as if trying to greet him with their innocent faces. He continued to watch the birds until they left the window, following their friends. Next to his bed, he found Hazel, who was slicing an apple for him even though he had refused many times as he had lost his appetite. As soon as she finished peeling, the woman tucked the apple into his mouth. Reluctantly, he devoured the apple, chewed it in silence. 'I respect your decision, Raymond.' He winced in confusion at Hazel's sudden words. Chewing on his apple, he turned his gaze from the window towards the woman who was now giving him a second bite. 'Huh? What are you talking about?' &nbs
It seemed like it was not time for him to die yet. That was the only conclusion he could think of as soon as he opened his eyes, staring at the completely white ceiling of the room. The sunlight that entered the room through the window of his room made his eyes dazzled. There were many life support devices attached to his body, making it difficult for him to move freely. His breathing was a little short due to the mechanical ventilator to help him breathe. His eyes were fixed on a woman dressed as a nurse who was checking his IV line. 'Mr Cooper? Have you regained consciousness?' the woman turned her body, breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him. His eyes were only fixed on the uniform that was so tightly wrapped around the woman's body, exposing the woman's curves. He did not answer the woman's question, closed his eyes again.
Raymond looked at Thyme and Verdict, who were still where they were. Thyme remained calm, although he caught a hint of anxiety on their cute face. Meanwhile, Verdict has lost control of his emotions after seeing one of his members killed by Simon. He was struggling to free himself from Simon's men while continuing to curse Simon. But Simon seemed not to care about Verdict's anger. His other hand, which was not holding the revolver, clenched his hands into fists. He was trying to remain calm against the man, who was still waiting for his answer. "What's the catch?" He remained calm. "If you join me, everyone in this place will be released." Raymond narrowed his eyes, doubting Simon's words, which did not sound convincing in his ears. Simon absolutely did not mention the conditions if he refused the offer. His attention turned to Edward. "I wondered what kind of joke I would have as soon as I came here. Rather, I found something beyond my expectations, eh?" Edward looked up, lo
'Ed, I'm fine. Seriously. So can you stop worrying about me?'Edward ignored his question, still keeping a close eye on his entire body which succeeded in making him feel awkward to death.'This is my fault. I shouldn't have let you fight that person alone,' Edward now pulled his body away from Raymond, took out his hologram tablet, then stared at the screen of his hologram tablet while muttering to himself.'Could I ask you something?''Shoot.''About Mike ... can you t
As soon as the gaseous effect disappeared, Raymond gave the cue to go inside, running while avoiding the gunfire of Simon's men who were manning the passageways they were currently in, along with Edward and Lucas. Meanwhile, the rest have scattered, following his directions. Each of the people he appointed as leader had already brought the tools Hazel had given them as a preventive measure and instructed them to search for the children in the basement while he, Lucas, and Edward moved toward the second floor.'Raymond?' Edward whispered nearby, looking anxious, as soon as they reached the second floor, hiding behind a wall refilling their depleted ammunition.'What?' Raymond peeked outside, to find Simon's men moving their way. He came ou
Raymond turned off the engine, watching Thyme and Verdict, who had entered the building from afar. Thyme asked him to park his car a little bit far from Simon Clive's headquarters, which was now filled with luxury-clad people who flocked into the building, greeted by several people dressed in black with a terrifying aura around them. He recognized some of those who were attacking him when he was with Edward. Over and over he tapped his fingers, frustrated at not knowing Thyme's plans.'Do you want to have some?' Hazel who was sitting behind him handed him the snack bar that the woman had been consuming. 'I made it by myself. Low in calories, but enough to power you up.''No. I don't—' Raymond gave up his refusal as soon as he saw Hazel gl