All Chapters of Boyfriend for Sale: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

    ALEX's P o V ~~~       I kept my eyes glued on my own hands on purpose, because I was trying to avoid making eye contact with Shantal. But that did not mean that I am paying attention to her. I watched her on my  peripheral vision as she slowly made her way towards the fridge, took something inside, and started drinking as if there was no one.   The place was relatively silent to begin with and it only seemed to intensify when Shantal and I started sharing the same dining hall. My ears were even able to pick the sound of the contented sigh that escaped her lips right after she was done draining the content of a plastic bottle. I noticed that she went still after that and when I checked what she was up to, I realized that she was eyeing the food that I made.

"I'm fine. I don't need your help." Hearing the conviction on the girl's voice, Alex was forced to stop midway and completely threw the attempt of neither helping nor approaching her at the back of his mind. Shantal might be having her difficulty when moving around due to her current condition that was physically restraining her; nevertheless, that would never be enough to dampen her pride. The unmistakable authority on her voice could still be heard from her whenever she was trying to speak her mind. At the same time, it was as if her tone was  also laced with threat and malice. It was for that same reason that made Alex stopped dead in his tracks. The guy literally halted his steps the second he heard Shantal spoke. Meanwhile, the girl did not even bother to check on him and as soon as she was back on her feet, not to mention with just her own effort, Shantal resumed walking away with hurried steps, leaving Alex at the kitchen alone o

BUTLER JOHN's P o V     I watched in astonishment as Alex walked away, covered with his own sweat. But my mind was still left wondering how on Earth did technology made it possible for a robot to perspire; they surely made them way too human-like.   As much as I did not want to pay it that much heed, I simply could not bring myself to believe what I just saw. If only this was about being water resistant or being capable of submerging itself underwater for an extended period of time, I would not be this surprise. Such features was already a good feat by itself, considering that gadgets were only man-made, and I don't think Android Partners were any different from gadgets. Likewise, concepts like these was at least supported by science. After so many trial and error, experiments, and countless studies, claims like these could be back up by technological advancement  and it could be explain in a way that even a boomer like me

  BUTLER JOHN's P o V ~~~~   "There was only one way to confirm my theory."   I muttered under my breath and with my suspicion burning more than ever, I followed after Alex who went inside; trying to make my footsteps as silent as I could to avoid being found out.   "Move like a phantom."   I chanted and repeated the line over and over again as if a broken record inside my head. Later on, with these deliberate light steps, I was able to reach the kitchen, slowly but surely. There I saw Alex taking a bunch of food out from his bag.  Not long after, I heard a hiss.   'Crap!'   The familiar voice said and both Alex and I ended up turning our heads almost at the same time, towards the direction where the sound was coming. There I saw  my young miss making her way

BUTLER JOHN's P o V~~~~  It was at this point that realization dawned at me. Slowly, it was as if everything started to fall into place right before my eyes, completing the puzzle that has been a mystery to me before. No wonder, Alex seemed to be way too human-like for a robot, it turned out he was indeed one all along! The thought crossed my mind and before I knew it, my hand was already gripping the spoon that I was using to stir the brewed tea. I happened to be in the middle of preparing our tea when the realization  hit me and at this point, even though this was more than just a speculation on my part and I may not have a sufficient proof right now to support my claim, I could no longer shake the thought out of my head. My gut feeling was already telling me that I was right. However, the other part of me that was more conservative and ratio