Upon realizing that Aunt was now living with Brother Keith, Maison was able to understand why his daddy had lost his temper. Wanting to investigate more on what the deal was with Xavia and Keith’s relationship, the boy ultimately ended up following them here. Now that he was witnessing all this warmth between the two, however, the boy’s heart couldn’t help but ache. Was there really no hope for his daddy…?! As for Yulia, she was still feeling down from being scolded by Zivon. Aside from that, she was also confused with what this uncle—who looked like a bad person—really wanted. With that in mind, Yulia eventually muttered, “Mommy…? I don’t want to live here… Can we just go home…?” Quickly hugging her daughter, Xavia then whispered, “Yulia, this is a nice uncle, and he’s very important to mommy… With that said, you can’t be rude to him, alright…?” “But he really looks like a bad person, Mommy… I really don’t like him and I don’t want to eat with him… I want Uncle Talton and Uncl
“I know, right, Uncle Zivon? Xavia’s truly an excellent girlfriend! Speaking of which, have you eaten, Uncle Zivon? Would you like to have a taste of Xavia’s cooking?” asked Keith. ‘He’s tasted enough of my cooking! Please refuse…!’ Xavia thought to herself. To her dismay, Zivon gave her a subtle glance before replying, “Of course I have to taste my niece-in-law’s cooking.” Xavia was silent as she watched Zivon sit elegantly. The hell did he mean by niece-in-law? If he truly treated her as his niece-in-law, he wouldn’t be giving her such a hard time, then! Now fuming slightly, Xavia quickly lowered her head before starting to eat. As for Helen, though she originally wanted to make things difficult for Xavia, she could only eat quietly now that Zivon was here. She, for one, didn’t want to expose her bad nature in public. With that in mind, Helen eventually said, “…Oh my, what scrumptious dishes! Did you cook all these yourself? They taste even better than what the chef in th
…We were even what?! With Zivon’s voice trailing upward, Xavia couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to say that they had a deep relationship! Her palms now sweaty, she quickly interrupted, “We even had a few meals together with my elder sister.” Following that, Xavia looked Zivon in the eye before saying, “Uncle Zivon, you should know that I treat different people differently. If I truly dislike someone, I find that it’s only right for me to behave wildly and wilfully toward them. Toward those I like, however, I’ll be as gentle and adorable as a kitten. With that said, don’t worry too much about it, Uncle Zivon.” It was evident that Xavia was saying that she adored Keith and hated him, so Zivon couldn’t help but glare frostily at her. Instantly recognizing that dangerous look, the worried Xavia then got to her feet before adding, “…Either way, you guys continue eating. I’m a little tired today, so I’ll head upstairs first to have a shower…” “I’m coming along as well, Mommy!”
...Come to think of it, she had repeatedly been flaunting her relationship with Keith, and she was now happier than she had ever been. With that in mind, what right did he have to control her? With that in mind, Zivon eventually shifted his gaze toward Maison before saying, “…Come back with me. Unless you’re planning to go against our agreement?” In exchange for being able to continue attending school, Maison had made an agreement with Zivon that he’d be well-behaved at all times, and that he wouldn’t continue pestering Xavia. Naturally, Maison remembered this deal, so he couldn’t help but feel glum. Daddy wasn’t being affectionate, and Aunt was in a really good relationship with Brother Keith… How upsetting! Now in a bad mood, Maison was prompted to say, “…I’m heading back first, Yulia, Little Bun. See you at school tomorrow…” “Alright, Brother Maison…” muttered Yulia before turning away, not even bothering to look at Zivon. The same went for Xavia. Once she said goodbye to Ma
Zivon simply couldn’t process why he felt so pissed about the thought of Xavia and Keith together… How frustrating! Regardless, five minutes soon passed… then six… and ten. She was nowhere to be seen! She hadn’t replied to his message either! So she was just planning to ignore him?! Placing his cell phone aside, the irked man then headed toward the door. The second he got up, Maison—who couldn’t sleep without his father—immediately sat up before asking, “Daddy…? Where are you off to…?” After pausing for a bit, he eventually replied, “…I’m off to catch a wild cat.” Following that, he continued striding out into the dark courtyard… Even though there were lights along the path, they didn’t particularly do a good job at keeping the area lit due to all the trees around. Darkness aside, with the occasional rustle of leaves and the subtle croaking of frogs by the pond, it was honestly a rather scary time to be walking around… Even so, the man in the bathrobe simply continued making
“I’m sure you’re aware that Maison doesn’t accept your relationship with Keith, yet you’re still doing it to hurt him. With that said, aren’t you embarrassed to face him?” …So that was the case…? Come to think of it, Keith did mention that Maison had given him some ‘instructions’ earlier! Could it be that Maison wasn’t actually keen on giving Keith his sincere blessings then…? Pursing her lips, Xavia then said, “…Let me talk to the boy. I’ll talk some sense into him…” “Hah. Like I’d let you see him that easily. Go cook for me and I’ll consider it if I’m satisfied with the meal.” …What the hell? Now furious, Xavia was prompted to retort, “You want me to cook for you in the dead of night? That aside, how could you still be in the mood to eat when your son’s sick?!” Slipping a hand into his pocket in response, Zivon—who was now as frigid as the night sky itself—simply replied, “If you don’t want to do it, feel free to get lost.” Xavia found herself momentarily speechless when
Nathan was equally as speechless. It was all over for the young master, and it was going to be all over for him too…! As for Zayne, he quickly walked over to the boy before asking, “Any particularly uncomfortable parts…? Let Uncle check your temperature.” Xavia herself—who had heard Maison’s voice—quickly ran over to his side while adding, “Maison! How are you? Is everything alright…?” Their concern, of course, left Maison confused. After a bit, he was prompted to reply, “I’m… fine? I was just sleeping…” “…Are you sure? But your daddy told me that you were sick…” said Xavia who was now as confused as Zayne was. Upon hearing that, Maison replied, “…But… I was never sick…? Also, why are you glaring at me like that, Daddy…?” Realizing that Zivon was behind them, Xavia and Zayne then turned to face him… and when they saw how cold he looked, they finally piece the puzzle together! Maison hadn’t been sick at all! It was all a lie! This realization turned the atmosphere unbearab
Though Maison wanted to say something, he quickly held his tongue when he saw how condescendingly his father was looking at him. So be it! There was no hope of helping when his clueless Daddy was his teammate! “…I’ll be heading to bed first, Aunt… Goodbye…” muttered the child, leaving the two behind… Though Zivon had anticipated that Xavia would ask him why he’d lie to her, instead, she simply headed to the kitchen and began wrapping the dishes up in plastic wraps! Once she was done, she walked up to the man before saying in an indifferent tone, “Place the dishes in the microwave for about two minutes when morning comes so that Maison can have the food for his breakfast.” Following that, she turned around and began to leave… Honestly, the fact that she didn’t even bother questioning or getting mad at him made Zivon feel even more terrible. After all, it meant that she truly thought nothing of him! For f*ck’s sake! How had she drifted so far from him in just a few days?! She was t
Staring in shock at the kneeling man, Yulia mustered her remaining sanity as she replied, “B-but you’re younger-” “Even if that’s the case, doesn’t that mean that I’m much more ‘capable’ than your older pursuers…?” …Why were his words so suggestive all of a sudden?! Forcing herself to calm down, she took a deep breath before saying, “…Elliot, I’m not sure what spurred this decision, but… I’m not the one for you. Please find someone your age. I’m sorry.” After saying that, she strode straight for the car… but before she could start the engine, she couldn’t help but notice how desolate he looked standing under the pouring rain… Clenching her fists, it took her a while to finally sigh and walk back to him… “…Are you really sure about this?” asked Yulia, much to Elliot’s delight. “I am! Please! Give me a chance! You won’t regret it!” …When he put it that way, all Yulia could do was help him up before finally deciding to return his kiss… Sure, things had taken a sudden, unex
She stared in horror as he removed his shirt right there and then! “W-what are you doing?!” yelped the startled woman as she quickly looked the other way. “…Huh? I mean, I’m drenched, so…” “E-even so, you shouldn’t change right in front of me!” “…Yulia, we bathed together as children… It’s not like you haven’t seen everything already…” “Y-you can’t compare that to this situation…!” “Fine, fine, I… Um… Go cook, I guess… I’ll go get a change upstairs first…” muttered Elliot as he headed upstairs. Yulia herself had to try her best to calm down! After all, Elliot had been plaguing her mind in the past few days, and… she even had dreams where he had… …No! She couldn’t be thinking about such things! She needed to cook! Maybe that would help get her mind out of the gutter! Once that was done, she’d leave and finally start devising a plan to get rid of him…! As Yulia scurried off, Elliot himself was currently staring at an old photo that showed him eating some candy in Yulia’
Just as she had arrived at her car, the president of the Halls Group suddenly walked up to her, a bouquet in hand! The Halls Group had collaborated several times with the Burtons before, and because of that, she was well acquainted with the man. Sadly, he had also proposed to her on multiple occasions… and though she kept rejecting him, he never seemed to get the hint! “There you are, Miss Burton… Since you’re off work, I was wondering if you’d join me for dinner tonight…” asked the charming man. Feeling awkward, she was just about to come up with an excuse when Elliot suddenly grabbed her by the waist and said, “Oh? Another one of your admirers, Yulia…? Sorry, but she already has a boyfriend, my man. If that doesn’t deter you enough, then you should know that she prefers her partners younger. Now please leave.” Startled to hear that, the man glanced at Yulia, his eyes begging for an explanation… Yulia herself was eager to just escape this embarrassing situation, but before s
With that tale done, it was now time to return to Yulia’s story… Ever since she was a child, she had undergone countless hardships with her mother… and even after she was able to reunite with her father, things didn’t go much easier from there. To make matters worse, Fabiola ended up getting kidnapped for the longest time, resulting in Frank ending up the way he was today… Because of all that, it only made sense that she’d mature much sooner than others her age, and unlike the naïve girl she used to be, she was an extremely competent woman today. Alas, because of how used she became with working, she soon lost the urge to find herself a romantic interest… Things continued that way until… Well, that time that Elliot… …Wait, what was she thinking?! He was younger than her, for heaven’s sake! Quickly shaking her head, she attempted to force herself to concentrate on work again… But before long, a knock was heard on the door. After being allowed in, the department manager entered t
Knowing that there was no point in keeping things a secret anymore, Rea took a deep breath before saying, “…Alright, so… The truth is, I’ve always been highly competent, but… I’ve been pretending to be useless just so that you’d eventually marry me… The trip my parents are taking… That was my suggestion too…” Feeling speechless, it took Frank a long while to reply, “…So you weren’t really drunk when you did all that last night?” Pursing her lips, Rea awkwardly muttered, “…I wasn’t… Luna suggested it, and since it sounded like a good idea to accelerate things…” …Fucking hell, to think that he had fallen straight into her trap without even putting up a fight! Watching as he glowered at her, Rea gulped before adding, “A-anyway, now that we’re married and there’s potentially a baby in my belly, you won’t divorce me, right…?” “…Oh, believe me when I say that divorce is the easy way out! From today onward, I’m making you pay for your actions for the rest of your life!” Fast forwa
Fast forward to the next morning, Rea awoke with a yawn… What a nice sleep… Wait. Why was she naked? And why was Frank…?! Her following scream immediately woke the icy man up… and upon looking at her, he was immediately reminded of what had transpired last night! Essentially, Rea ended up clinging to him, and though he initially wanted to just carry her to bed to let her rest… Damn it! Had she really been that sensual?! How had he lost control so easily?! His train of thought was cut short when he realized that Rea was bawling her eyes out… and after rubbing his temples, he was prompted to say, “…Why are you crying when you’re the one who initiated this? I’ll have you know that I never forced you-” “I-I know, but…! I’ve just…! This is my first time…!” whimpered the quivering woman, prompting Frank to purse his lips. As if he wasn’t in the same situation… “…You’re not alone there.” “It’s not the same! Men are free to sleep with whoever they want but when it comes to women, I’l
“Say, wouldn’t you agree that the food smells delicious…? Why don’t I teach you how to grill, Rea…? Oh, but make sure to take your clothes off first before we start! Wouldn’t want them to get dirty…” With how drunk Rea was, she wasn’t able to fully register his words… and just as he was about to touch her clothes, an icy voice roared, “Stop right there…!” Instantly feeling a shiver run down his spine, the man turned around… and to his horror, it was Frank! Young Master Burton’s perpetually icy son…! Why the hell was he here?! Before the frightened intern could think of how to even react, Frank walked up to him and growled, “Leave now before I chop your hands off…! Don’t make me repeat myself!” Nodding in terror, the man frantically bolted off… and once he was out of sight, Frank glared at the tipsy Rea before adding, “This is what you meant by learning how to be more responsible…?!” “Huh…? But the food really did smell super good… I want to learn…” mumbled the drunk woman.
After leaving his office, he headed off to look for Rea. She had said that she wanted to use the bathroom, but… It had already been half an hour since she disappeared. What trouble had that idiot gotten herself into this time? Thankfully, it wasn’t long before he found her laughing along with some of his interns… When the interns saw him, they were quick to bow and say, “Good morning, Mr. Burton.” Barely even glancing at them, Frank looked at Rea and said, “It’s time to head home.” “I… Won’t be following you back…” “…And why is that? Are your parents back?” “No, it’s just… These are my good friends back from school, and they’ve been staying together to learn to be more independent… With that said… I think that staying with them will be a good start for me to learn more about how the world works. Thank you for taking care of me up till this point, Frank… I won’t bother you anymore.” Raising a slight brow, Frank then looked at the interns for a while before saying, “…Are you
Regardless, after leaving her in the room, Frank returned to the shower to cool himself off… but no matter what he did, he simply remained irked. It got to the point where he couldn’t relax at all, and after wrapping a towel around his waist, he grabbed his phone to send his father a text. ‘Was there really nobody else who could’ve taken care of Rea?’ ‘What? Can’t even care for a woman properly.’ ‘I’m a busy man.’ ‘I trust in your time management skills.’ …Though he really wanted to tell Zivon that he had misplaced his trust in him, he didn’t want to disappoint his father either. With that, all he could do was clench his fists before giving Rea’s parents a call… “Hello? Frank? Why are you calling at this time of night?” “…When are you and Uncle Saltman returning, Aunt?” asked Frank who wanted them to take back their idiot already! “…Huh? What was that? Sorry, the line isn’t very good… I hope Rea isn’t giving you too hard a time! Don’t worry, we’ll be back after about a