MISSION, EARN LOVE

CHAPTER 4 MISSION, EARN LOVE

But she was still worried that with Sian, he would be harsh on the poor girl and hurt her feelings eventually.

“I am telling you, Kane Malcolm! I will snip your hair and make you bald if you make Sian cry!” The woman had her eyes glaring at her child and looked as if she was about to devour him, but Kane only shrugged. Kane didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

"Mom, you can feel assured. Even if you shave my head right now, I will properly take care of her. She is like a little sister. I want to protect her from all the filth in this world." Nonetheless, he didn’t feel irritated with her, it was as if he found a little sister that he never had, to take care of, she was just plain adorable hanging around him, and to think that her moist eyes would look up to him with dependence.

Kane still could not see her as a woman, that was why all he thought about his helplessness and care for Sian was brotherly love, soon he will shoot himself in the foot once Sian starts her plan of making him submit to her.

During their dinner, Nico's black eyes gazed at Sian, as though he had found something fascinating. 

"Eat your food." His dad, Kian, cautioned in a soft tone. Although Nico is an exceptionally behaved kid, he was too rebellious at times and it just happens that he took interest in this pretty big sister who has weird eating habits.

Porkchop, meat, vegetables, fish, soup, and all those mouth-watering delicacies, and here she is eating plain rice and boiled meat then repeating.

Nico murmured: "The manner in which this big sister is eating is fascinating. Father, look. She just eats the dish before her, eats a significant piece of rice, and afterward takes a chomp of that dish once more. Nothing changes." 

Sian quietly grumbled in her mind: She likewise needed to eat something different, however mentally unbalanced individuals had propensities that couldn't be broken. She was additionally making an honest effort. She was aching to eat all the delicious food that she had never tried before as a wandering ghost. Her stomach was rumbling but she needed to be in character.

The Malcolm Family obviously had effectively seen this. Jane Malcolm felt troubled to see this sort of Sian. She used her chopsticks to give Sian some food, yet didn't anticipate that someone should outsmart her first. 

Taking a gander at her youngest son in astonishment. Jane Malcolm contemplated whether this man was the same child she raised all these years. Did his character change? To be kind to someone else… 

Kane shot a look at his little nephew and said: "Eat appropriately. Also, she is not an older sister. You should call her Auntie." 

Nico stuck out his tongue and obediently ate his feast. 

Sadly, Young Master Kane Malcolm's extraordinary benevolence was not perceived by Sian. She followed her past everyday practice: a nibble of rice, a chomp of the side dish, and didn't look at the other food in her bowl. After her bowl of rice was eaten, her chopsticks stopped moving. 

Sisu, the poor soul inside was dying while looking at everyone through her peripheral vision, enjoying their food, it was a real torture for her.

As a ghost or a wandering soul, she always wanted to know the taste of the food prepared by humans, why some people would kill just to have meals from high-end restaurants.

And knowing that the Malcolm’s are a very classy family, of course, their meals would always be delicious.

After supper, Kane took Sian out for a walk.

His pace was not that fast nor too slow, enough for them to have an even pace and enjoy the nighttime scenery.

Sian lifted her head and gazed at the man’s broad back, subconsciously, a scene slipped through her mind, and vaguely saw a young boy’s back. She felt weird thinking that both scenes looked the same but appeared to be from different times but the same people.

If that was the case, then how does she know Kane Malcolm and where could she possibly meet him to even have such ridiculous thoughts suddenly flashing in her mind.

“Who are you?” She whispered to herself, her soft delicate voice being carried away by the wind, Kane missed this as he was too focused on thinking of what to say to the quiet girl behind him.

The Malcolm family remained in the house and watched them. Jane Malcolm moaned with distress: "How is it possible that such a decent young lady like her ends up with this sort of condition." 

Brian Malcolm looked over at his wife and said: "I think her circumstance isn't excessively serious. Compared to certain others that I have seen previously, she's in a greatly improved condition. But, her folks… Oh well, how about we save her out of the loop until she is stable enough to understand us."

The husband and wife reached an agreement of taking care and overseeing Sian’s future no matter what while silently watching two figures by the wide garden.

"Sian, I'm called Kane. You can call me by my name." Kane suddenly uttered, not facing her to avoid looking at her pure and innocent eyes.

Sian heard his words and raised her head to look at him. Kane’s heart filled with expectations as he watched her.

How would he have known that Sian would merely glance at him and lower her head? Sian contemplated on what to do and how to react to his statement, after a few debates, she reached a decision and acted like that.

Kane was somewhat disappointed, but he was also aware that being able to be close to her was already rare enough and did not insist. He had to be patient around her and so he didn’t take it as an insult.

“Sisi, is it okay if I call you this?” Kane leaned towards the side of the girl’s face.

Sian would certainly not answer him. Even if she wanted to, stop him from doing so and complain that it sounded almost like a dog’s name.

“Then I’ll take it that you agree, Sisi.” There was a smile in Kane’s eyes meanwhile Sian mourned for her murdered adopted name now.

‘Fine, I will let this slide since I would be needing your assistance in the future.’ Sian thought to herself while shutting her eyes closed.

After completing the walk, Kane brought her back home. He took Sian to the room that the Malcolm Family had prepared for her.

The room was the same as Sian’s room in the Valequette Family’s house. It had the same color, the same furniture, and even arranged in the same way.

Evidently, the Malcolm Family spent a lot of thought on Sian.

Kane did not like this kind of monotonous and dull color. When he attempted to change the furniture color, he was met with Sian’s resistance.

She wouldn’t shout and scream but would be especially obstinate and resist him. Her big peach blossom eyes would stare at Kane, and even open her mouth to express her wishes: “Do not change!”

Well, in fact, Sisu wanted to change everything, even if the soul inside Sian’s body is a completely sane person, having to see such a monotonous room every day reminds her of the vast white space that she used to float mindlessly in when she was still an orb of light.

She thought that she really might go crazy indeed if she stayed a little longer in the room. It was so plain and everything was so white.

Kane felt that this kind of Sian was both adorable and he just wanted to pamper her. Seeing her casually sitting at the end of her bed, she suddenly stood and walked to the walk-in closet. Sian was trying to see how the man would react.

Of course, who would want anyone to let others see them naked, so she was trying to scare him with her acting as she will really remove her clothes if he won’t leave.

After a few seconds, Kane realized what she wanted to do and excused himself at once.

After he left, Sian could finally breathe a sigh of relief and lose the expressionless face, her heart was thumping loudly and the urge to simply vomit out of nervousness was killing her.

“Oh God, Sian lived a really tiring life.” Sian sighed.

Sian wanted to spend a very long time at the bath but Sian had her schedule and if she missed it, people might think something is wrong. When she came out of the bathroom, her face had already resumed to an expressionless face.

After Sian had just come out, Kane came in with a glass of milk and vitamins.

He saw that her hair was still dripping wet, and Sian did not care about it, sitting in front of the mirror in a daze.

TBC

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