CHAPTER 20

I observed him hard biting his own lip while grabbing his jaw.

Is he incensed or pogi? or a flirtation? He is chewing his lip; why?

He was looking at me sharply by this point, and it felt as though I had become more inflexible as a result. I swallowed one after another.

I'm sorry, I didn't intend to.

"It's your fault whether you mean it or not!"

He cut me off mid-sentence, "I'll just replace it with a new one or I'll pay you--"

I just tightly closed my eyes due to its voice that suddenly erupted, "That cup is dear to me, can you replace it? Can you pay for it?! Even if you pay billions, I won't accept it!"

I apologize, Sir Xander.

I'm at a loss for words because am I guilty. Or simply genuinely mute?

or because I can still clearly recall my early days of employment. My supervisor reprimanded me since I embarrassed many customers by shouting and breaking restaurant equipment for the first time. So maybe when I was employed, I had my own business, and not a single one of my employees ye