The Seed of the Ex!

Chapter 16 - The bully

Zalia's eyes met Bryant's, the little girl looked Bryant in silence.

"Why did you come out, baby? You should take a shower because we'll be going to school soon." Trisya said, she smiled at Zalia.

"Are you not going?" Trisya gave a sharp look at the man, "if there is no other business, please leave, my work is still a lot!" Bruck...Trisya closed the door in front of Bryant's face without excuse.

"Basan sucks, you think with you so-conscientious as soon as I'm about to melt, hmph." Trisya.

Trisya and Zalia's footsteps echoed on the steps of their apartment, their steps halting when they saw a car waiting in front of them.

"Come in!" said the owner with friendly smiling lips.

"Mommy?!" Zalia threw a questionable look at her mother.

"Have you ignored, this uncle who is out of his mind." Trisya pulled Zalia's arm not letting the tiny hand slip from her grasp.

"Trisya wait!" Bryant got out of the car and ran after Trisya who was walking not far from his location earlier, "don't you say you will think of me as a taxi driver, let me drive you."

"No, the cab I ordered has arrived, thanks for the offer." Trisya and Zalia entered the taxi and passed.

Bryant clucked in annoyance, he threw his hand then passed following Trisya's car that had already passed.

As before, he had always been at a distance monitoring Trisya's activities, that was all he could do for now.

'Bryant be patient, just think of it as a challenge and you have to conquer it. Just by saying supposing, it won't be enough to bring Trisya back to your side.'

With a wave of hands accompanying Zalia's departure, Trisya stared gently at the princess's missing back behind the school gates.

'Sometimes I get scared, when I see Zalia's back vanish from sight, I'm afraid she'll leave me and choose to live with Bryant when she finds out who her father is.' Trisya clenched her hands while closing her eyes.

He re-entered the taxi he had been in.

"Morning!" greet Trisya to the three friends who seem to be chatting while holding a coffee cup.

"Your coffee." Edwin handed over the coffee cup he had brought earlier.

"Thanks!" Trisya welcomed it with a smile, which made Edwin misbehaved.

Dion whispered something in Edwin's ear that made the man pinch Dion's arm, "well, I'm just giving you a suggestion, yes if you don't want to" he lamented, rubbing his hot arm.

"What's wrong?" trisya asked looking curious.

"Huh, there's nothing," Edwin smiled awkwardly.

"She said she liked you" Edwin's plaque clapped Liana's head for daring to say a forbidden word she shouldn't have said.

"No, no, don't listen to Liana's words, Trisya. This kid really likes to joke around," larat Edwin awkwardly, he brushed off the word that was thrown from Liana's lips.

Trisya smiled faintly, "already, let's continue our work." Trisya refused to consider the words of his friends. He knew from those words that something was right and something was wrong, nor did he deny that he knew Edwin had feelings for him.

During the day at recess, Trisya walked from the toilet to his room, but Edwin's reprimand stopped his intention.

"Trisya!" calling him excited, he walked over with a bottle of mineral water in his left hand and food with a red wrap in his right hand.

"What's wrong?" ask Trisya.

"You haven't eaten, have you? Here," he gave the package to Trisya.

Trisya put on a smile while welcoming the food, "thank you" he said.

"Where's your daughter?"

"Ah, he's good."

"Oh thank goodness then, please eat yes, don't throw it away" Edwin passed with a smile.

"Haish, what's wrong with her?" Trisya was clueless with Edwin's attitude which was somewhat different from usual.

"Mrs, you're called Mr." Trisya turned her head and looked at the person

"I told you not to call me that, people will misunderstand later" Trisya told Marc standing before her.

Trisya circulated a random glance, afraid that if Marc's words were heard by others, lucky that there was no one in this place.

"What more does he want?" lamented Trisya with her hands folded on her chest.

"I don't know, please talk to him yourself" Trisya Manyun, feeling sorry for Marc.

"Hey Marc," Marc looked up at Trisya, "have you always been like this?"

"Well, what do you mean Miss?" his call now changed, making Trisya smile softly.

"You've always been formal wherever and whenever, have you always been like this?"

Marc was speechless, he just smiled a little, "yes, I've always been this way."

"You got a boyfriend?"

Huh huh? Marc looked confused.

"You want to be my girlfriend?" Trisya plays her eyebrows.

Marc grunts a smile, he knows Trisya is not serious he just wants to trick Marc into forgetting his original goal, "let me take you to the room Mr." he said politely.

'Haish, you're a man who stood up to Marc, but unfortunately you're as guilty as Bryant.'

Chequek...

Trisya went into Bryant's room, it appears the man was sitting in the soup in front of him there are various side dishes, complete with white rice.

Bryant smiled wryly, "come here, you must not have eaten, oh yeah just throw away food like that, it's not worth your meal." Bryant said he did not like the package containing the Hamburger.

Trisya snorted in disbelief, "This bread is enough for me, it seems that it's the food that I don't deserve to eat, lest you put poison in it."

Bryant sighed, "you think I'd be able to do that?"

"Why not, not even before."

"Well, when did I do that?" Even Marc was surprised to hear that.

"Huh, whose heart people know," Trisya said but she stayed close. He looked at the food on the table.

"Sorry, this food doesn't suit me. I prefer this meat sandwich." Trisya stared at Bryant, then passed.

Brak...!!

Bryant kicked the table with a look of annoyance, "he always wanted to make me angry, he preferred the bread of the fucking man over me!"

"Marc, find out the man's name and bring the report to me, let's see what I can do about him, for daring to approach my wife!" annoyed.

Marc nodded then passed. That's how he is, he can never refuse any task that Bryant ordered, whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"My mood is not good right now, work will not focus, I better clear my head first." Bryant passed out leaving the food untouched.