Chapter 4.1

Chapter 4.1

I was stunned as I looked at the big house — no, it looks like a freaking palace. The palace in front of me now is too big. Disneyland would be embarrass by its sheer size and beauty.

"Is this yours?"

"No."

"Then, who owns this?"

"Mine."

I frowned with his answer. I don't know if it's a joke, or he's actually serious. Because if this is how he joke, it's not funny at all.

"Mine, mine. It could still be still, hey," I whispered when he started to make his way already.

I thought he heard me, when he turned around and frowned at me. I shook my head at him but he just stubbornly turned away.

I just followed him as he started to walk up the stairs in front of the front door. The two of us were immediately greeted by, obviously, his maids. We went straight here, after we got back from the airport. I thought we were going to a hotel, but I didn't know that he had a house here.

His maids, who I think some are Filipinas, took our belongings and carried them inside. If the exterior