Chapter 33 "Citrus Juice"

Vincent brought a citrus canned juice. He was planning to give it to Agatha, even though their relationship was bad.

‘I’ll throw this to that idiot maid,’ he said to himself while opening the door of the condo.

He walked toward her room and was about to knock on the door, but Vincent hesitated.

‘What would I say?’ he asked himself.

Somehow, he couldn’t bring himself to give it to her because he felt guilty. There were times when he purposely made Agatha’s job as a maid very difficult.

To tease her, he deliberately spilled the milk in the kitchen. Not only that, but he also even stained his und*rgarments and the bed sheets with his sem*n, because he knew she’d be too embarrassed to wash those.

So, when Agatha fell sick, Vincent blamed himself.

He looked at the juice in his hand. He heard footsteps coming closer, so he dropped the juice and then walked out of the condo.

When he reached outside, Vincent realized why he bought the juice for Agatha.

‘I am getting interested in her i