“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
...That tone she used… That was definitely a threat! Staring at the woman before him, Zivon couldn’t help but feel that she was gutsier and much more cunning than before… How interesting! Faking a laugh, Zivon then said, “I look forward to seeing how you won’t let me off then, Niece-in-law.” Before the stunned Xavia could even reply, the prestigious Zivon had already started walking away… …What the hell? She had just threatened him to his face! Wasn’t he afraid of her exposing him at all? Hell, what did he mean that he was looking forward to it?! Was that d*mned b*stard this fearless…?! Fast forward to early the next morning, Daphne—who had just gotten off the return plane from M Country—saw the message from Zivon as soon as she switched Xavia’s phone on. Naturally, she instantly reported the matter to Jenna. As expected, Jenna was instantly furious when she saw the forwarded message. How dare he tell Xavia to go over in the dead of night?! He was even willing to drag her ove
That aside, did Zivon actually promise that he’d send and pick up the children from school every day? Had he gone insane…?! Fast forward to after the two had been dropped off at school, the atmosphere in the car grew exceedingly quiet. After staring at the charming side profile of the man seated in the front seat for a while, Xavia eventually brought herself to say, “…As a father, shouldn’t you be bringing the boy up properly? Stop allowing him to have so many unnecessary thoughts. That aside, when are you going to stop bugging me?” Raising a slight brow as he looked back at her through the rearview mirror, Zivon then replied, “What unnecessary thoughts is he having? Also, what do you mean that I'm bugging you?” “I mean…! Maison clearly wants to set both of us up…! Also, the fact that you decided to drop off and pick up Yulia from school every day is evidently just you trying to bug me!” replied the pissed Xavia who really disliked his current behavior. Upon hearing that, Zivon
Zivon suddenly hit the gas, causing the car to jolt forward and swing across the viaduct! Though this shocked Xavia, she quickly became just as furious as she yelled, “You… That was done on purpose!” “You’re overthinking it. Regardless, do you think that I really care or like it when a woman like you rides my car?” The disgust and hatred in his words naturally hurt Xavia. Why was he always so content on trampling over her self-esteem? Also, a woman like her? What kind of Woman? A murderer?! Now thoroughly pissed, Xavia was prompted to say, “It’s not like I want to be in your car! Look, stopping here will only cost you some penalty points as well as a fine. I’ll pay for that, so stop the car already, Uncle Zivon.” Watching as she opened her handbag and tossed a wad of money toward him, Zivon’s aura turned from frigid to terrifying. No woman had ever dared to toss money at him before! Regardless, realizing that he wasn’t planning on stopping the car anytime soon, the furious Xa
Closing the backseat door behind him, Zivon then returned to the front seat. After making sure to lock all the car’s doors, he picked the call up… only to be greeted by Chace’s voice grumbling, “What on earth are you doing, Zivon? The traffic bureau just talked about some woman leaping out of a car earlier! Had I not had business here and recognized your car, the video of that incident would’ve made it online now!” Understanding that Chace was concerned about him, Zivon then replied, “I’d appreciate it if you helped me delete the video and keep their mouths shut. We’ll talk more about this later.” As Zivon hung up, Xavia—who had heard the contents of the call—shrank her head like a cowardly tortoise. She wondered why she always broke down emotionally before Zivon. After all, she hated him seeing her like this… Whatever the case was, Zivon then drove them to the hospital that Zayne was working in. Once they arrived, he turned to look at the aggrieved woman before saying, “Get out
“The hell do you think you’re doing?!” grumbled Xavia as she glared daggers at him. Staring back at the resistant girl, Zivon simply replied in a stern tone, “Is Keith or your hand more important now? Focus on having your wounds treated.” Following that, he tossed Zayne’s phone back to the speechless doctor. What on earth? Wasn’t Xavia being a bit too cold toward Zivon? Also, Zivon… was that jealousy he sensed? Though these questions lingered in Zayne’s mind, he kept his thoughts to himself as he began treating Xavia’s wounds, hoping that this would lessen his presence… Whatever the case was, Xavia spent the next half-hour clenching her teeth, sweating, and occasionally tearing up. Despite being given anesthesia, she was still very much distressed… During her time in prison, she remembered telling herself that she’d be good to herself if she ever got the opportunity to leave. Her current situation was proof that she had failed. It didn’t help that since her hand was now injur
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