บททั้งหมดของ My Cousin Won't Admit He's Cold: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

"Close the door! Close the door now!"The security guards snapped back to their senses and threw themselves at the emergency exit, fighting to pull it shut. Freezing wind poured in relentlessly, and no matter how hard they pulled, the door would not budge, as if something was holding it in place."Someone help!" I shouted and charged forward.If we could not get that door closed, every single person in this supermarket was going to end up a popsicle. Several other young men rushed over too, and together we all pushed against the door. The biting wind felt like it was going to freeze my hands clean off."One, two, three... Shut!"With a deafening slam, the emergency door finally closed.I collapsed to the floor, gasping for air, a sharp, cold sting spreading through my lungs with every breath. The supermarket was filled with sobbing, screaming, and prayers as despair spread through the air.I turned around to look for Logan. He was clutching that box of imported steak to his ches

"Hey, manager." Logan lifted his chin and called out to the man, holding up his box of steak. "I'm a VIP customer at your store. I don't eat compressed biscuits. See this? This is imported steak I just bought. Find me a portable stove and cook it for me."I want it medium-well, with plenty of rosemary and black pepper. Make sure you let it rest long enough."Everyone around him who was gnawing on dry, rock-hard biscuits went silent. Dozens of pairs of eyes locked onto him at once.The manager paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly. "Sir, the power's out, and the ventilation system isn't working. Pan-searing a steak creates too much smoke. Besides, we need to save the gas canisters to heat up water for the children.""Not my problem. That's a failure of service on your end." Logan let out a cold scoff."Fine, forget the steak. I need to wash my shoes. Someone stepped on them earlier. Regular mineral water will damage the material. Bring me two bottles of Evian."Even I could no

"Ross, are you trying to watch me humiliate myself? If I piss my pants, it's the whole Chambers family name going down the drain!"I caved in the end, but mostly because I was afraid his screaming would turn the entire crowd against us."Fine. Make it quick."I walked with him carefully up to the second floor. The wind howled around us, cutting straight to the bone.When we reached the employee break room, the door was locked. It took everything I had to kick it open. Inside, there was indeed a private bathroom. It was frozen over too, but at least it was more dignified than the plastic bins downstairs.Logan rushed in and slammed the door shut.I stood outside while shivering, urging him, "Hurry up! It's freezing up here!""Stop rushing me! I need to fix my hair. The wind messed up my gel." His irritated voice came from behind the door.A sharp crack suddenly came from the direction of the windows. I turned to look and felt my stomach drop."Logan, get out here! The window's

"Rescue?"Everyone who heard him froze."That's right, rescue!" Logan straightened his back."My girlfriend's family has connections. She's sending a modified off-road vehicle to pick me up. Initially, it was just for me, but I'm a generous guy. I can tell the driver to take a few more people. But..."He deliberately dragged out the last word, his gaze sweeping across the crowd. "Space is limited, so the old, the sick, and the weak are out of the question. They'll only slow everyone down. And anyone who gave me attitude earlier... I'll have to think about whether they deserve a spot."The manager frowned. "Mr. Chambers, the blizzard outside is intense. Can a vehicle really make it through?""Are you questioning me?" Logan let out a cold laugh and pulled a black and gold card from his bag, flashing it around. "See this? It's a supplementary card from my girlfriend. No spending limit. Can you people even imagine the kind of connections someone at that level has? If she says it's co

The rescue workers immediately brought out breaching tools.A few minutes later, the fire door was forced open. The rescue workers charged in with high-powered flashlights."Found him! He's in here!"I followed a few others inside.Logan was not dead. Whether it was dumb luck or the fact that the warehouse was large enough to sustain enough oxygen, he had survived. He was sitting in a pile of down comforters.The bright light hit his face, and he instinctively shielded his eyes with his hand."Is it... Is my ride here?" He stood up and ran a hand through his disheveled hair. "I knew it. I knew my girlfriend wouldn't leave me hanging. My steak and my bag need to come with me. I'm not sitting in a regular seat. I want business class. And someone get me a cigar."The rescue worker stared at him for a moment, baffled by this rambling man."Sir, we need to move. It's dangerous out there. Forget your belongings.""Forget it?" Logan's eyes went wide. "That's everything I own! With th