Becoming a Prisoner

Renata didn't sleep at all. He pensively looked out the bedroom window, showing the dark sky. His heart was broken, and disappointment began to fill him. It turned out that what Angela said was true: Bastian approached her because he had a specific intention. Renata really regretted not believing their words. Even he was angry at his father. Once again, Renata could only sigh while wiping the tears from her cheeks.

"Stop wailing! Hurry up, finish your food, and change your clothes. Aren't you uncomfortable wearing a dress like that since morning?" He said it sarcastically in the doorway. Renata didn't want to ignore him at all.

"You're a brat!" Bastian walked into the room and approached Renata.

With one hand tug, Renata was pulled from her sitting position by Bastian's tug.

"Let go of my hand!"

Bastian didn't hear it and pulled Renata's body towards the bathroom.

"Let me go! You psychopath pusher!" she screamed.

Bastian turned around and took Renata on his shoulders as soon as he hea