My Dangerous Boy's

Part 49 - It Sucks (1)

"Why did you come back here again?" said Shella flat. However, behind that cold tone, tucked also an anxious tone that sounded trying to cover up.

Zavier chuckled slightly, before coughing out a sudden pain. "Let me go in first."

Shella just stared at the man, then finally paved the way for him as Zavier looked desperate for help now.

"Are you fighting?" shella asked as she closed the gate, then followed Zavier from behind.

"No, I was in an accident while driving a car" Zavier said in a calm tone. He threw himself on the sofa as he glanced towards Shella who was walking towards him.

Unknowingly, he heaved a sigh of relief. Luckily, this woman is okay.

Shella widened her eyes. "You should go to the hospital, not back to my house. Is that severe?" shella asked in an anxious tone that sounded not covered up anymore.

Of course he was worried. A person who has just been in such an accident should go to the hospital and check if there are any injuries or broken bones. Instead of sitting sweetly in her house and staying calm in place.

God, this guy has really lost his sanity.

"I don't need such useless medicines" Zavier said. "Can I borrow your phone for a minute? I want to call someone."

Shella just frowned, but she kept going and went to get her phone. After that, she thrust the object to Zavier.

"Thank you" Zavier said happily.

"Where's your phone?" shella asked, squinting her eyes.

"Not survived." Zavier's hand moved swiftly typing out several number numbers, then brought the thing closer to his ear.

"How did you survive the accident?"

"I saved myself."

What kind of answer is that..

Shella poked her lips and propped up her chin in annoyance. Meanwhile, his blue eyes were staring at Zavier who was showing his serious face.

"Jason," Zavier said quickly when his phone had been raised on the third ringtone.

"Sir, are you okay? I heard that you just had a car accident," said a voice across there in panic.

" Yes, I'm fine. Now, I want you to find out immediately who's behind all that and all the data about him. I also want it to be ready and on my desk when I get home" Zavier ordered seriously.

"Good, Sir."

"And have you wiped out all the news about me with Shella?"

"Here you go, sir."

"Here you go, sir."

"Then make sure none of this gets to my family's ears. I'm gonna turn off the phone now." Zavier severed the phone unilaterally, then thrust the phone back to its owner.

Meanwhile, Shella just stared in confusion at Zavier while receiving her phone. After a few minutes of hearing the whole conversation, Shella was further confused by Zavier's orders.

What the fuck? The man rules over a person as well as his own, and even worse, Zavier hangs up the phone unilaterally.

People who have no manners at all. You rich man.

"Are you ready?" ask Shella weirdly.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Is that how you talk to someone?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Shella frowned in annoyance. "It's not polite."

"I don't care" Zavier replied easily. He then leaned his tired body against the sofa while glancing at the woman.

"Really, I really would never understand the way a rich man like you thinks."

Zavier raised one eyebrow. "Are you poor?"

"Whatchu mean? What kind of question is that!" shella was getting angry.

Zavier flicked his shoulders unconcerned. "Aren't all rich people behaving like this?"

"Not everything, Zavier!" errat Shella and trying to be patient with this man before her.

"Oh yeah, then?" asked Zavier and smiled faintly.

"My behavior is not like you who have no ethics at all."

"You rich?"

"Yes, you could say so. My family's in New York, while my dad runs a car company."

"uh? You certain? Because judging from your appearance, you look like a woman who just emerged from the jungle or from the gutter."

7 May 2020