I sighed at his silly request, which made me want to punch him until his pretty face became distorted, and disposed of his body to the nearest river in the middle of the night when everyone was asleep. But of course, I didn’t want Mingming to be his hostage. 

I looked at him straight in the eye and said, “Please forgive me as I lead a very busy life. Second, I just met you and haven’t known your name.”

He finished the flower arrangements, washed his hands on the sink near the cashier, and suddenly grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it!

Once more, these tomato cheeks made an appearance. I can’t see it, but its existence was here. Also, my embarrassed ass made me move my chair as far as I could. 

“Hehe, Miss Grimaldi, why did you move that far? I couldn’t see your beauty! By the way, the name’s Liam... Liam Wright.”

He pretended to cry and wipe his fake tears with a white handkerchief.

Whichever world you live in, there were dense fuckboys around making your life a living hell so, beware of them.

“I wonder if Mingming would ever see her owner again.” 

Miss Heart, please allow me to kill a person, a pest rather! 

I moved my chair to its original position and explained my circumstances to him.

“That was sad, Mingming finished drinking milk, so you could take her home. Anyway, I hope that if we meet again, you won’t say no to me.” 

If he was not a jerk, maybe I had fallen for his perfect ratio face and well-built body. It turned out that he only knew how to take care of himself and not women.

In fairness, he was quite considerate because he put the bouquet in a basket.

I still paid even if he refused and thanked him for taking care of Mingming.

My hands were on the knob, ready to turn it when he said cryptic words.

“The flowers didn’t wilt. Words coming out from your mouth were bitter, yet it cured suspicions like a medicine. Have a great day, Lady Bethany.”

I smiled because I didn’t know what kind of reaction I should give to his wizardly speech.

When I already took several steps away from the flower shop, Mingming pointed at something using his paws. 

Was she hungry again? She just finished drinking milk from Mr. Wright’s shop? 

She kept on pointing at something from the sea of people, so I got no choice and checked what kind of thing she desired only to find that it was not an object or food, but a human.

I unlocked Mingming’s special trait. She had this tendency to get attached to ikemen. Can’t blame the cat for admiring beauty. I don’t want to talk to the guy she pointed to, so I put on the hood of my brown cloak and turned in the opposite direction. Thankfully, Mingming didn’t become violent when I ignored her request.

 Map On. A helpful command which would bring me to Ella’s location. Seconds later, a holographic map appeared right in front of me. All I did was to go straight at Beard Street and turn right. 

‘Operation Escape The Second Fuckboy’ failed when his brawny arms trapped me right where I stood. His breathing resonated in my ears. My teeth gritted when he whispered how much he missed me and asked if I felt the same. He only released me when Ming jumped onto him.

“What do you want?” he asked when we entered and rented the entire coffee shop for an hour.

 These wealthy people threw money like a piece of trash, my headache intensified, but it’s his money, not mine.

“Just a glass of water, Your Grace.” 

I’m craving brown sugar boba tea. Chewing boba pearls was like gripping a stress ball—both have calming effects.

I didn’t give a fuck when he flirted with Ming. I was a mindless, empty soul who wanted to find its sanctuary—my bedroom, that’s where I belong to this world.

He put his hand on top of mine and handed Mingming on mine.

“Hey, you’re not the same Lady Bethany that I knew, tell me everything, I’m going to listen.”

“I wanted a pearly drink. The pearls were not real... those were edible.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I knew where to find it!” 

I didn’t know if it was a part of his playful character or if he was serious because his fiery eyes told me he knew what drink I referred to. 

He smashed his fist on the table, and said, “After this, I’ll take you to Grandma Florence’s shop. One down, one to go!” 

We won’t see each other for a while in my sweet room! I shouldn’t have told him about my boba tea cravings.

He pulled his chair closer while I pulled mine. The sound of the chairs scraping the wooden floor bothered staff. This chasing game lasted for a few minutes before I reminded him about the rule that he already broke when we were at Larson. 

“Fine, If that makes you comfortable, then well follow the fucking rule.”

Why would he use a curse to describe a rule? Maybe because of disorderly behavior, that’s why he felt like the rules tied him. 

“Now, tell me the reason you wanted to disappear in this world.”

I chugged a glass of water before I insisted I love my life. Do playboys have eagle eyes because why do I feel he’s great at unmasking me every single time?!

“Your face and actions expressed how you hated meeting me.”

I had to fix this misunderstanding. At this moment, I could avoid death until my targets reached their happy ending. 

“How could I hate the man that I admire?” 

This man knew how to read me because he shook his head. 

I asked him whether he tried to organize plans, and it failed. Did you know what he answered? 

“What a rigid life do you have! If I were you, maybe I already died because of being stagnant.” 

This man was a puzzle since he expressed his desire to lift my spirits earlier. What he did was the total opposite!

Should I piss him off too?