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Everyone looked at Anthony with terror in their eyes. It was only then Charmine snapped out of her daze and realized what she had done. ‘Was he angry again?!’ she thought to herself. She was merely concerned about Frank only eating the food in front of him and that he could not reach the other dishes. Nothing more than that! “Anthony,” Charmine uttered, “I just—” “It’s okay,” Anthony cut her off as he calmly tossed away the broken fork. “The bamboo fork is old, anyway. It breaks.” Faye instantly got him another fork. Charmine pursed her lips. She quietly pushed the dishes closer to Frank, no longer picking vegetables for him and no longer talking to him. However, Anthony put down his cutleries abruptly and said, “Enjoy the food.” Faye looked at him with her clear eyes. “You don’t like the food?” “No, I’m full,” Anthony said nonchalantly. With that, he turned and left, much to Faye’s delight. “Someone is so ungrateful and flirt with others.” Charmine looked at

Charmine did not feel good. “Just do what I taught you yesterday, Charmine,” advised Frank. “Focus on the brush completely.” “Okay.” Charmine looked away, focused on the brush, and dipped the bristles with ink. She tried to focus on the brush completely, merging with the brush. Try as she might, the images of how Anthony and Faye were fooling around together haunted her so badly that she did terribly. She managed to attract one to two butterflies yesterday, but what she had just done did nothing! On the clean sheet of paper, only a few, terribly written words were seen on the pristine paper, and it reflected her emotions—convoluted. Charmine looked at the words on the paper and was furious. She could not focus at all as she kept getting distracted.Faye’s laughter and Anthony’s gentle eyes. The images of the two of them. Sensing something strange, Frank said, “Is something bothering you, Charmine?” “No,” Charmine replied. She then said, “Let me try again, Frank.”

Frank smiled gently. “One needs to write with a clear mind and free of emotions. Otherwise, the written words will come across as cold and lifeless.” Anthony looked up at him. He wanted to ask him to leave him be, but Frank continued, “You can’t lie to me. You’re actually very angry to have seen Charmine and I working together in the past two days. You pretended as if you didn’t care while every cell in you hated the sight of us, and your every stroke shows that.” Anthony narrowed his eyes. Frank could tell? However, he remained calm and said nonchalantly, “You think too much.” “You don’t have to mind,” added Frank. “I have a wife, and I treat Charmine as a sister.” Anthony halted. He looked at him intensely and went quiet for a few seconds. “Your wife? Where’s she?” He had been here for two days yet saw no wife. Did he take him as a three-year-old? Frank’s calm eyes met his, and he had a layer of sadness in his eyes. “She passed away many years ago.” Passed away?

Faye did not expect, however… Anthony flinched away quickly, stepping back to keep his distance from her. He glared at her, his eyes cold like ice. Faye dared not move, but her giddiness remained. She said she was scared and Anthony agreed right away. This showed that Anthony did care about her. Not wanting to mess things up, she followed after Anthony diligently. When she turned over and saw Charmine in the pavilion, she raised her brows as if she had won the battle. Charmine was unfazed, however. She was not interested in this. If she was not Frank’s sister, Charmine would not have spoken to her. What she did look at was Anthony’s cold back. Was he truly not angry? He asked her to learn from Frank and did not seem to care, yet he went with Faye to agitate her! Could he not tell that Faye was all over him? Charmine looked away and clenched the brush tighter. Frank heard her change and felt her pressure against the brush. He smiled. “Charmine, if you want

“Is that so?” Charmine smiled. “Keep waiting, then! As long as I’m his wife, you’re just a nobody—one that doesn’t even have the right to be a third-wheeler!” Charmine took a few steps and turned back at her, red lips twisting into a smirk. “Young lady, if you want to play, I can play with you. The question is, how far can you go?” Charmine was so bold that she left Faye speechless. She could only glare at Charmine angrily. Hmph! Who cared about the Princess of Kansas or McKenzie? They were so ordinary with no uniqueness. Anthony must have been bored of them! Why would he even like them? He liked innocent women like herself; adorable and tameable. Faye looked around and thought of something…... Searching for Anthony, Charmine suddenly felt a sharp pain after taking a few steps. The pain was so severe as though thousands of needles were stabbed into her brain. As Charmine turned pale, she bit her pale lip and went to look for Guy in the backyard. After taking a