Am I That Handsome?

“Is it really okay to just leave your friend like this?” Faviana asked with raised brows.

“What friend? He is just a gentleman who lost his future bride to me, kekekeke!” Vincent crackled.

“Oh! There was actually a story to all this,” Faviana said. “So this is the reason he kept staring at your door in anguish every single night.”

“He just wanted to hear her voices when I was doing her, kekeke,” Vincent crackled again. “Wait, so you were the one snooping around our corridors during the night.”

“I was just passing by, and I just happened to notice that one night!” Faviana protested.

“I thought you said every night, kekeke.”

“I….” Faviana said.

“Just admit you were spying on us.”

“Ye...s,” she lowered her head.

“I like honest women, kekeke.”

“Thank you..?” she tilted her head.

“And as for Nathaniel, well, he is wounded and useless to us,” Vincent crackled. “Besides, it looks like he finally found someone who actually cares about him, kekeke!”