Third Person’s POV It was raining outside when Agatha and Sebastian walked out of the review center. They stopped right in front of the entrance to take a shed. Staying silent, Sebastian looked at the teary Agatha. Once again, Agatha was crying because of Mikhail. Sebastian clenched his fists. He could not understand why Agatha invested so much love in an assho*le like Mikhail. If only she looks back, she would see a man who’s been waiting for her for long years. Sebastian wanted to tell her to choose him instead. But he knew Agatha would not like to lose a friend. Right now, Sebastian was the only one she could count on. Crying along with the pitter-pat of the rain, Agatha was glad that she could disguise her sobs. “I am sorry,” Sebastian apologized. “I should have denied their accusation.” Agatha wiped her tears and looked at her guilty friend. “It will be a problem if they think that we are dating. But when I saw Mikhail, I just…”“I understand,” Agatha said. He looked u
It was raining. Lanceil looked out the window and wondered if Agatha brought an umbrella with her. He was worried she might get sick again. “She says a nonsense thing when she’s sick,” Lanceil said before he grabbed an umbrella. There were two umbrellas in the living room. But Lanceil purposely grabbed one. ‘But what will I say to Agatha if she sees me waiting for her near the bus stop?’ Lanceil thought of any excuse he could use while he was on his way out of the condo. “Good evening.”He only stopped when his neighbor greeted him. Lanceil looked at the quiet girl living next door. She was the person who brought Agatha when she was sick. Wanting to show his gratitude, Lanceil greeted her back. “Good evening.” He doesn’t sit well with that weird neighbor, so he decided to simply pass by after greeting. But surprisingly, the quiet girl spoke more than usual. “About your maid.” Lanceil turned around and met Maxine’s gaze. “How is she?” Lanceil’s guts instinctively activated
Agatha and Lanceil walked inside the elevator. Ding!When the door closed, she pulled back away from him and lowered her gaze. “I AM REALLY SORRY, SIR. That man is my best friend. But he doesn’t know that I am working as a maid. I lied to him and said that I am living with my relatives and…”He raised his hand and tilted her chin up. “Stop.”His thumb grazed over her lips and pressed, parting her mouth. Agatha almost bit his fingers but stopped herself in time.“You don’t need to apologize. There are things that we wanted to keep by ourselves.”Hearing his words, the stirring emotions, came to life. Even if she had thought she could bear it, her lips moved of their own accord.“Thank you, Sir.”Lanceil looked at his thumb on her lips. He felt envious and wished he could use his lips to shut her up instead. Still, he doesn’t want to scare his maid. “But I hate the name you gave me. Britney? It sounds so feminine.” Lanceil pulled his hand away and at the same time, the elevator door
"It's because there's a valuable flower that I can't leave.""A flower? What kind of flower?""Agatha.”"Ugh! Ugh!" Agatha coughed when Vincent suddenly called her name. She grabbed the glass and emptied it in one go.“You have sauce on the corner of your lips,” Vincent informed. Lanceil, who was surprised when his brother called their maid suddenly, took a sharp breath.'I thought the flower he's talking about was Agatha,' Lanceil thought. “S-Sauce?” Agatha asked. She tried to wipe the sauce but failed. Therefore, Lanceil leaned closer. He wiped the sauce from her mouth while saying, “ It’s here.” After wiping the sauce, Lanceil licked his thumb. Unable to speak for a moment, Agatha stared at Lanceil. Her face was all red. ‘I said that I will stop this feeling as soon as possible. How can I stop this when he’s being so sweet?!’ Agatha protested in her mind while looking at the man she likes. Vincent watched them. Jealousy is for a pathetic person, Vincent believed in this. Th
Early morning, Lanceil woke up Vincent and forced him to jog with him. Although Vincent opposed the idea, he was forced to go out and exercise. 'He must be a dictatorial president in his past life,' Vincent complained inwardly. He reduced his pace while holding his side waist. The fatigue set in, and he felt really exhausted. Since it has been a long time since he took a long run, his body needs time to get used to the increased effort. As he caught his breath, he looked at his brother who is still jogging at full speed. 30 minutes before they headed out to the park for a run, he and Lanceil grabbed bananas, toast with ham, and water to give their bodies the fuel they needed before they ran. After that, Lanceil laced up his running shoes. Full of motivation he ran enthusiastically. "And he is still not tired?" Vincent asked. "Is he a monster?" After resting for a while, Vincent followed his brother with the face of a boy who was forced to come to a place he didn't want to
Agatha went to the mall to meet Sebastian. They can see each other at night in the review center. However, Agatha wanted to meet him right away to talk about her dad’s case. While waiting for Sebastian, Agatha felt bored, and she strolled around the mall. She went to the department store and then looked for some clothes that she wanted to give as gifts to the children in the orphanage. She didn't buy it yet, but she already checked the prices and calculated how much she needs. "I'll buy those after my payday," she promised. After visiting the children’s section, she went to look for her own T-shirt. She was simply checking each shirt, touching them to see if it was worth buying. She felt someone is following her, and it is one of the salesladies, who probably think she'll steal a piece. She never experienced this when she was still rich. "Wait a minute." Agatha looked back at the saleslady who was staring at her with hostility. "Are you calling me?" Agatha pointed at hersel
Agatha’s POVI could tell that man wasn’t lying when he said that he is the owner of this mall. But I would never believe that man fell for me at first sight. ‘I am pretty, I know that.’ But such proposal would sound nothing but idiocy. “What a crazy man,” I said while jolting as far as away from the ice cream shop. Ting!At the same time, the text I was waiting for had come. [“Agatha where are you? I am in the O.I ice cream shop.”] She pulled the brake on her feet and exclaimed silently. Among all places, why did Sebastian choose to meet there? Agatha rolled her eyes as she typed a reply. [“I am begging you, Sebastian. Anywhere, but not there.”] Sebastian was easy to talk to. Therefore, Agatha avoided meeting Lawrence again and went to a Sushi restaurant instead. She’s not a fan of sushi, though. Sebastian is. There are less people inside the restaurant. Aside from that, Sebastian got an exclusive private room. “Why are you so late?” Agatha complained.“Sorry. Traffic jam
“My purpose for coming is simple. I am here to have a talk with my pretty fiancée.”Agatha’s jaw almost made its way to the ground. She recognized him, felt wary about him and his unusual provocation about this “Marriage thing” that hadn’t come to her mind yet. There was a huge chance this guy fell for her at first sight, and being head over heels is what took him to follow her and proposed like this. Agatha sensed danger. She’s still not sure what this is all about, but if things go South, Lanceil might misunderstand this, and the seducing game will be over. Agatha looked at him. A great shock registered on Lanceil’s face but there was more than a surprise. A mixture of unknown emotions, hard to put in words, were painted gruesomely in his eyes. Is that a bad thing or a good thing?“You have a fiancé?” Alas, Lanceil asked Agatha. Protocol – DENY IT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. “NO!” Agatha said abruptly, her sharp eyes turning to Mr. Lawrence, who was grinning as if he was enjoying the