Fresh presence

Slightly scrunching her brows, she remarked, "Isn't ten months too young to go for a trip?"

"Three months is never too little, let alone ten months." Calvin chuckled.

Tossing the ball after keeping quiet for a long while, Ryan grinned, "Let's rock some beach soccer folks. And don't forget, we all are gonna spend the entire night here."

Widening his eyes, Sebastian snapped, "What? Why didn't someone tell me about––no no no, we ain't spending the night here–"

Cutting him off, Jin-joo slowly patted his chest and smiled, "It's alright sweetie. I know you're upset because I wasn't informed on time."

"Absolutely, Ryan didn't inform us about it." Looking at him, he snapped, "Do you think familiarity can make me abide?"

Looking at Jin-joo for rescue, Ryan gave her a pitiful expression before his cruel cousin eat him up in one goal.

"Seb, it's okay, I don't have a problem with that, do you?" She sighed.

Pausing for a while, he took a deep breath before kissing the top of her head, "Ryan is doing this for the second time now, but since you insisted on staying then I don't mind."

Placing his hand on his chest, Ryan breath a sigh of relief, "Ah, Jin, you just saved my life."

Blowing whistle, Donald flashed his brows, "Our Jin has Sebastian tied up round her toes."

"Even I can't believe that Sebastian is complying to a woman's opinion." Calvin added.

"Strange. The last time I can remember, he doesn't give a damn bout what I say." Nelly groaned in frustration and helplessly shook her head.

"Mannerless hypocrites, am standing right in front of you and you're busy gossiping about me." Sebastian frowned.

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Sebastian's place

Placing the wet towel on her forehead, "The family doctor was here, he said your blood sugar is low and you lost a bit of weight."

Rubbing her eyes, she sighed, "Why do you care? You should be out by now, I wonder why you're still here."

Ignoring her words, he took the pack of drugs, "Here is your drugs. The daily prescriptions are written on them."

Gritting her teeths, "Thanks but I don't need them. I would rather die than to have anything bought by you."

Raising his brows, he inquired, "Do you think I was expecting a thank you from you? Petra, at least respect my kindness and care, even if you don't wanna respect me. I'm not a bad man."

"Says who?" Wedging herself upwards a bit, she snapped, "I don't want your help and kindness."

"Okay, I know how much you still hate me and there's nothing I can possibly do to change your mind, but at least follow the doctor's prescription." He sighed.

"Fuck you and fuck your hospitality. You better–" Vigorously coughing, she slumped her back on the couch.

Passing the glass of water to her, he patted her arm, "Take it easy, have a sip. You rant too much, I told you to relax. You–" Stopping midway when she spat the water on his face.

"Seems like you don't understand simple instructions, get out of my son's mansion before he comes in." She yelled angrily.

Taking his wet glasses off his eyes, he wiped his face and glasses. Looking at her, he inquired, "Petra, you spat water on me?"

"I wish it was acid, I swear, I would have bath you with it. Son of a well-known bastard." She gritted her teeths.

Standing up, he dusted his sleeves and wore his glasses. "Fine, I'll leave but remember one thing, I won't stop coming here not until you forgive me."

Sitting up, she tossed the wet towel aside. Balling her hands into a fist, she fumed in anger. The urge of stabbing him to death flowed in her veins instantly.

Searching the entire place in the room, she saw a table knife on one of the stools. Rushing to grab it, she held it firm.

"And another thing before I leave," Turning around, he added, "You–petra what are you doing with a knife?"

Walking towards him, she scoffed, "What do people do with knife, if not to kill, slaughter or to slice."

Taking several steps backwards with eyes wide open, he stammered, "P–Petra, are you trying to threaten me with a knife?"

"Threaten is an understatement, Grayson. I'm going to end your life right here, right now. Because I don't want you to come visiting next time."

"I––I–w-what has come over you? If you want me to stop coming here, then I promise to stop and never show my face here again." He feared.

"What am I? 3? Do you think that your useless tricks are going to work on me?" Letting out a mockery laugh, she narrowed her eyes, "Grayson, you said you won't stop coming here until I forgive you, right?"

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