My Magnificent Doll's

Eps. 68 Of The Lost Paintings

Elvis still can't believe the religious CCTV he sees today.

“Pa-sculpture candle it live ?!” his screeches with trembling hands and thinks it's a ghost and his whole body goosebumps.

“Haah. Moreover, this demonic wax statue that has bewitched Mark became infatuated with him.” muttered the man again when he saw the scene of Mark kissing Fiona's lips with affection.

Hid

Elvis was sick of seeing it especially if he imagined himself kissing the wax statue, maybe he would vomit on the spot.

“Alright, this doesn't matter now. I have to get out of here before anyone sees me.”

Elvis got out of there quickly. Not to forget he brought the Fiona painting he just took.

“Luckily out here still quiet.” muttered Elvis when outside Mark's house.

He saw the neighbors around Mark his house was still closed and it was very profitable for him.

Broom

Elvis immediately drove his car out of town, to the house he rented.

In the afternoon, Mark returns home with Fiona as usual.

“How is the painting exhibition this time ?” fiona said after arriving home.

“Everything is as smooth as ever.” replied Mark and then invited Fiona to sit next to him.

They both have the same doctor for a moment before cleaning themselves and are not sensitive at all if someone had entered their house before, because everything is still neatly arranged as before.

A few minutes later, Fiona walks into the bathroom to clean herself up.

“Why is this back door open?” he stopped when he saw the back door open. “Did he forget to lock his ?” Fiona then locked the door without checking the surroundings and then went into the bathroom.

Mark was tired and did not paint.

“Why stand alone and not log in?” fiona said two hours later when she saw her lover standing at the door of her painting gallery.

“Painting exhibition event today is quite tiring.” reply Mark closed back the door of the workspace he just opened. “I'd rather spend my time with you.”

“Mark, what are you doing ?” fiona said as the man switched to kissing Fiona's neck.

Mark responded by holding Fiona and bringing her into bed and locking the door of her room tightly.

“Aaah...” a few moments later sounded a sigh of mutual disdain connecting from Fiona and Mark.

At the house of Elvis, the man sits steadily the painting he took from Mark's house.

The man had taken a picture of the painting and now he looked busy himself.

“I'll post it now.” just right away Elvis posted Mark's painting and claimed it was his work. “We wait for the result later.”

A week passed.

Although Mark painted every day, this time he intended to put up Fiona's painting.

“I'd better put it in the room just painting it so let me just see it.” murmured after the tea message in the middle room then go into the workspace gallery.

Mark started looking for the painting, “Any once when I remember putting that painting here.” he did not find the painting.

Mark tried to search all over his study but still could not find it either.

“Fiona did you move my special painting?” ask Mark out of his work gallery and approach Fiona who is in the living room.

“You mean my self painting?”

“True. I did not find the painting anywhere.” replied Mark looking panicked also confused.

“I didn't move the painting at all. I dare not move your painting without permission from you.” even Fiona to panic.

“Or maybe you forgot to put it?” guess Fiona. “We are looking with the painting now.”

Mark and Fiona then searched the painting throughout the house, not just in Mark's workspace.

“Where is the painting?” mark said after an hour of searching the entire house with Fiona, but still did not find her either.