Camellia stared at the payment transaction for his father’s hospital bill, which was fully paid, with a flat gaze. She knew who had paid for everything, so she just had to bear the irritability in her heart as she walked out of the hospital.Occasionally, she stared around, looking for someone who might still be there. However, the man was not seen everywhere, causing Camellia to be a little disappointed and relieved at the same time. At least, she wouldn’t meet Hagen there.However, her steps halted as soon as her gaze fell on Garry Frank, who was standing in the parking lot with a firm posture and both arms in front of his chest. The man was just standing alone and seemed to be waiting for someone, whom Camellia believed was her.After all, who else would Blake Hagen’s subordinates bother if it wasn’t her? As she recalled, at this time, she was the man’s new prey.Realizing this, the eighteen-year-old girl also quickened her pace with her head down to avoid the man’s gaze. She tried
Camellia’s hand froze in the air as soon as she read the message Brandon sent. She bit her lower lip as she walked restlessly in her bedroom.She wanted to curse her boss because Brandon could have done this to her when he was aware of her feelings.Camellia glanced at the phone screen once again while sighing time and time again.Brandon: I want you to clean up this place.Below the caption was an address that Camellia already knew very well because she had been there. Precisely, imprisoned in that location by the heartless manCamellia: What does all this mean?With great anger, she retorted with words that clearly showed her dislike.Camellia: If you want me to go back to that place, it’s better to just fire me now! I’ll never go back there. Have you forgotten that you alone freed me from that damned place?Camellia’s chest tightened with rage, and she didn’t know how else to deal with it.Brandon had no right to do this to her. Is he amnesic?It wasn’t until a few seconds later th
As she had expected, he would definitely come to her home.Camellia deliberately hid behind the curtains of her room and pretended to be deaf as soon as she heard the sound of the doorbell ringing. She even turned off her mobile phone to avoid him, and she also locked the entire access into the house.Luckily, Camellia had already replaced all the keys on her doors, so he wouldn’t be able to use the stolen keys.“Why doesn’t he give up?” Camellia growled as she closed the curtains and approached her bed.She waited until she couldn’t hear any more doorbells. After some time, the house finally fell into silence again, making her sigh softly. A little relieved, but there was also a disappointment that she quickly repelled strongly.Meanwhile, Blake Hagen could only wait for Camellia to open the door.He had been standing in front of the house ever since, but apparently his arrival was not welcomed.Though obviously, the girl was in the house.Hagen accidentally found her peeking out fro
“Did you see anything?” asked Hagen as he entered the room in his apartment.Frank was silent in a chair, watching a CCTV screen. Blake Hagen’s right hand man shook its head softly while the focus of his eyes never left the screen.“No one has been out of that house since morning,” he said as he fiddled with the pen on the table.“I’ll leave it to you, and I’ll be back later,” Hagen said, patting Frank on the shoulder quietly before he finally left the room.He was walking across the corridor leading to the second floor when suddenly his cell phone rang and Brandon’s name appeared on the screen.With a sense of laziness, Hagen picked up the call.“What? Isn’t it enough that yesterday’s events traumatized you?” he said coldly.Hagen glanced at the watch on his arm. Now it’s eight in the evening, meaning that Camellia has returned from work.He had been following her schedule since the morning, including her task of cleaning an apartment on the outskirts of town.It felt like he wanted
Brandon winced inwardly as soon as his gaze collided with Hagen, who was at the end of the lounge. Several times, he had to turn his head to avoid those sharp gazes.When the atmosphere around them felt even more suffocating, Brandon cleared his throat, which resulted in Blake Hagen’s eyebrows rising closer to his forehead.“Ahem...” Brandon said, trying to stare in all directions.For a moment, the room was quiet again, before finally Brandon sighed, sounding tired. Because obviously, Hagen would never let go of that sharp gaze.“Well, I’m sorry,” Brandon muttered with his shoulders bent listlessly. “I didn’t realize things out there could be this bad.”Instead of responding, Hagen simply gave a terrifying glare.Brandon’s personal bodyguard chose to get out of the way near the entrance to the corridor.Knowing Brandon’s nature, he would not be able to sleep well before he delivered his apology.Hagen closed his eyes while sighing softly.“Fine,” he murmured, and then he turned his g
Camellia’s face turned slightly scarlet as soon as she said the word. With her head turned away, she deliberately avoided eye contact.Hagen, who was at the door at the time as stunned as her. He was not sure of his hearing. However, upon finding Camellia, who blushed slightly, the corners of his lips twitched.“I went out looking for breakfast,” Hagen said, which made the girl’s cheeks flush even more, but he was not the least bit guilty because it was a rare sight. So he just enjoyed her beautiful face changing colors.To avoid awkwardness, Hagen asked, “Do you want porridge?”As much as possible, he diluted the atmosphere with a cautious tone. Hagen didn’t want Camellia to feel uncomfortable being around him.“N-no,” she replied in a reluctant manner.He showed an understanding smile and decided to leave right away. However, before passing the door, he paused for a while. Then he abruptly turned around to face Camellia, who was still lying on the bed.Her breathing was immediately
Camellia had just come out of the toilet when she was startled by the presence of a male figure in one of the chairs, right next to the bed. She almost screamed, but her lips were sealed as soon as she realized who was sitting there.“Uncle,” Camellia whispered, her legs standing restlessly.The male figure that had just been called turned his head from the mobile phone that was in his grasp.The 35-year-old man’s face lifted slightly, and his gaze was fixed on Camellia, who was frozen in front of the bathroom door in a hospital gown that was still wrapped around her body.“I heard you were injured,” said the man nonchalantly, not the least intending to stand up from the chair to greet Camellia. “And I didn’t expect there to be men standing guard out there.”Hearing this, Camellia’s head moved towards the entrance, but she couldn’t see anything from her position because the glass on her door was covered by curtains.“Ah, that...” she replied haltingly.She didn’t know how to answer be
When getting off the car, Hagen treated Camellia with caution. There was so much sadness playing on her beautiful face, as if the world had just collapsed. So Hagen tried not to say or do anything that could evoke her sensitive feelings.“You live alone in this house. Are you sure you will stay here? I could have told someone to accompany you,” said Hagen, who was walking right behind Camellia at the time.Hearing his suggestion, Camellia paused for a moment. She looked at him closely, and there was not the slightest smile on his face.“You’ve helped me a lot, but that doesn’t mean I allow you to go in and out of my house at will, so... no, I don’t want any strangers in my house.”The emphasis on the word ‘stranger’ seems to refer to him, who doesn’t seem offended at all.“Alright, I’m just making an offer,” said the man who walked her all the way to the door.And, without saying goodbye, the girl shut her front door without making small talk with Hagen, who was standing right on the