
Now I'm in bed. There was a sound of a locked door. Before long, Zeyn approached me and checked my temperature.
"You're not well." He went to the toilet, then came back with a bucket of warm water. I just kept quiet while staring blankly at the floor.
"Claras. Look at me." He lifted my chin. I changed my eyes to his face. Handsome face, as well as the face of a stranger I don't know.
"What do you really want, Zeyn?"
He lifted the tip of his lips. "Of course, you. I don't want to let you go. You're mine."
"That's all?" I asked while raising my eyebrows. "So you were mad because of me-"
"Because you want to get away from me." He sighed, then stroked my hair gently. There was no longer a rude man who had attacked me. There are men who are gentle with women.
"Do you have multiple personality disease?"
He glares. I've taken a breath, I'm ready to get a slap or whatever. But he just laughed.
"Maybe. I don't know. Or I could go crazy because of you."
Maybe women will go crazy and fall in love with her talk just now. But I no longer feel anything. I think the man I once loved was just a shadow.
"I'm sorry, Clara," he said with a sigh. "I didn't mean to attack you earlier."
"And so is Jon" my siss. "Don't forget him."
"Yes, the man" he said, not caring. He took a small towel and wet it with warm water. Then, he wiped my face gently.
"Are you hurt?"
So now he's pretending to be worried about me? Who just attacked me by himself?
"Son," I forced a smile. Now I can't trust him so easily. Maybe the talk isn't entirely wrong. It was so obvious he didn't want me to leave the cabin. He wants me to be near him.
Zeyn kissed my forehead. "Call me if you need anything." After that, he left the room, but he locked me in from the outside.
Haha. Why do I remember Jon? Why do I always have a boyfriend who is possessive of me?
Am I too pretty and seductive? I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Curly brown hair, as well as thin cheeks.
"Don't be too pity, deh," a voice was heard by me.
I'm sculpting. This time I was absolutely certain who the owner of this voice was. Unlike last night, this voice was clear.
"Chrys?" My heart was beating hard. Why would I even wish it was him?
"Yes, it's me. The handsome." From the corner of the room, a figure of a man emerged from the shadows of the darkness. He still looks the same, the difference is he looks more handsome. His yellow wings look right in with his blond hair.
He smiled when he was in front of me. "Did you miss me?" I pecked as his handsome face approached me, then he kissed my lips with passion.
My body doesn't react normally. Why am I even drifting in her touch? It feels like I'm enjoying it.
"Of course not" I replied, looking away. He just laughed and shook my hair. "Huh, look at you. How long haven't you been in the shower?"
I frowned.
"You sleep in a place like this?" He stood back in front of me. "This place is crowded."
"I know," I said with a sigh. "I didn't see you come in here. Why are you here?"
He was surprised to hear my words. Then, a mischievous smile again adorned his face. "I can't believe. So you're not kicking me out again?"
"What use? And now because of your pity, we're stuck in this room forever" I said.
"I just want to see you." He suddenly pulled my arm, then threw my body on the bed.
"What are you-"
His mouth landed on my lips. As I was about to push him, he held both of my wrists.
"Just for a moment" he whispered in my mouth. His body felt heavier, as he pressed my body against the bed.
"You-you"
The door suddenly opened. Zeyn instantly dropped the plate in his hand. "Chrysin..."
Chrys smiled, and blinked one eye at me. I just got the point. He deliberately wanted to show this scene in front of Zeyn. Perhaps he had heard Zeyn's footsteps from a distance.
"Euh, can you come out for a second, Zeyn?" Chrys said, still not letting go of me. "Don't you see I'm having business with my girlfriend?"
"How can you be here!" Zeyn was about to attack him with his magic.
"Revelation!" I turned Chrys's body around. As a result, the wind hit my back hard.
Chrys widened his eyes. Now I groan in pain, with my head buried in his chest.
I could feel his body stiffening. "Take a look at you, Zeyn."
As fast as lightning, he was already in front of Zeyn. Then, I could hear Zeyn's shortness of breath.
"You can fuck with me." I heard a heavy Chrys voice. "But you can't hurt Clara one bit."
I wanted to turn around, but the pain in my back was unbearable. It's like being on the verge of death. My entire spine feels like it's about to crack.
Shit, thought. Thankfully, I was the only one. Chrys could have been harmed by Zeyn's magic.
Wait for. Why would I care about Chrys? I could not think clearly, because the pain this time pulled me into the darkness.
I fainted.
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Finally Chrys appears again 😆How do guys? Clara-zeyn or Clara-Chrys?
Moga-may tomorrow can update well guys. See you on next eps~