Lady Sherlock: The First Unofficial Case

159: I Hope I Make the Right Decision

#NOTE: EVERYTHING TYPED HERE IS FICTION. PLEASE READERS DO NOT MISUNDERSTAND ALL THE THINGS WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR!

Haz coughed because of the pungent smell. He stared furiously at the dimly lit room. That crazy Fanolize guy, what is he doing?! yells. And because he could not stand it, he opened the door of the study room roughly, then went to the kitchen.

"What are you cooking?!" Haz shouted as he reached the kitchen.

"I'm sorry. Do you like spicy? I'm cooking mapo tofu. I thought you'd like it" Whisk said, but didn't take his eyes off his cooking.

"I like spicy indeed. But, it's so spicy that it gets to your study, Fanolize! I'm going crazy" Haz said. He coughed and did not stop.

"It'll be over in a minute, Haz," comfort Whisk. "I'm sorry that the chili powder is too nose-piercing. Don't be angry, will you…?"

About two minutes later, according to Whisk, the man turned off the stove and moved it, and halved the dish.

"This is yours," Whisk handed Haz a plate of mapo tofu, which he happily accepted.

"Thank you" said Haz. She blushed a little because she should have been the one cooking. He was still too afraid to control everything that happened in the kitchen course—except to make drinks.

"You want a cup of tea?" ask Whisk.

"Yes, please make it for me" replied Haz.

"alright. You go first to the workspace. I'll catch up."

Whisk looks busy with tea bags and boiled water on the stove.

Haz nodded, unaware that the Whisk was not looking at him. He went from the kitchen to the office.

Arriving at the workspace, Haz turns on the lights. The whole room finally looked bright. He placed the plate on the glass table, then threw his body on the sofa. He exhales, confused and upset at Nich's behavior, which he says is unstable.

What am I supposed to do? Everyone was waiting for my answer, Haz thought. Should I get drunk first? People say that "in vino veritas"; "in the wine is truth", will give a naked, unarticulated, and much more sincere result than a consciousness that causes confusion. I think I'd like to try it. The long-haired woman twitched her head slowly which felt pulsating.

Haz shouted loudly just as Whisk walked into the room, causing the man to stare confusedly at him.

Haz covered his face using both palms. "I'm sorry, Fanolize. I was confused," he said. He seemed very ashamed of his own actions. "I'm confused, want to believe Nich or not."

"I think you should look at your phone first, Hazelia," Whisk proposes.

"Yes, you're right. I need to see my phone first, Fanolize. I need to see my phone first!" Haz snorted in annoyance and immediately snatched his phone from the Whisk's hand.

Whisk sat down next to Haz and patted his head slowly to calm the woman down. He knew Haz was very agitated. But he doesn't want Haz to be too sensitive.

Haz opened his phone. "You didn't read the message at all?" when he saw the message still piled up.

"I have mine, Hazelia. I don't need to see yours. Also because I value your every privacy with others" Whisk lied.

"I can't believe what you're saying, Mr. Fanolize Jacqueline Rosewoods, "Haz squinted to express his disbelief in Whisk.

"Yes, I actually saw a little bit of your chat with Nicholas. But, I'm fine," Whisk stuffed a spoonful of mapo tofu into his mouth.

Haz knows Whisk is jealous. "You don't have to be jealous. I really don't have any relationship with Nich. He teases me often. But I know he's a playboy. That's why I didn't respond to him so much."

Haz opens a message from Nich.

Nich: Of course I know. I don't want you to misunderstand me. I didn't mean to tease you while I had a girlfriend.

Haz rolled a lazy eyeball. "Munafic," one word came out of his lips. He understood his own decision after reading Nich's message.

Haz moves his thumb quickly on the phone keypad. Then, he presses the send and block button at the three-point mark on the top right.

Haz: I will not believe you! You don't need to explain anymore. He is dating Heyer of the Hassan Family. But, it can still target others. How will people trust you? And you said not to misunderstand? Hahaha.it's so funny!

Then under the message there is a notification 「You have blocked this contact」.

Whisk gently stroked Haz's back. He was already the first to know about Haz's decision. He just wanted to calm the girl down.

"You better have dinner first. No need to think about Nicholas. I'll tell them about your decision" Whisk said.

"I'm afraid of my own decision, Fazolize..," Haz's eyes begin to glaze over. She started crying.

Whisk gently dyed Haz's forehead. "There's no need to be afraid. I will always defend you no matter what happens in the future. Now, you have to fill your stomach first. Don't let the dinner cool down."

Haz nodded. Then, he bribed one spoonful after another spoonful of mapo tofu until it was gone.

"It's good that you finally finish it," Whisk smiled and stroked Haz's head. Long-wavelength-haired women are like children, very fond of being stroked or patted gently on his head. And the man will not miss the opportunity to do so.

"Then I'll wash the dishes. You calm yourself first" said Whisk. He picked up a dirty plate on the glass table, then walked out of the study.

Is my decision right? Why do I often think long like this? I've decided that. But I also doubt my own decision. I.... Why am I like this…? Haz kept thinking about it. And he never got the answer.

Five minutes later, Whisk returned with a medium sized charcoal teapot. He poured the tea in the teapot into Haz's empty cup. So is his own.

"Don't doubt your own decision, Hazelia." said Whisk as he poured the tea into the cup. "I'm sure you've made the right decision. You don't have to regret what you've decided."

"I'm just afraid that I made the wrong decision" Haz whispered. Even his voice was hoarse and almost gone.

"It's okay. I'm sure of the decision you made" comfort Whisk.