Chapter 19

He punched my shoulder and said, "Ouch, it hurts! Can't you consume it first or even taste it before throwing it away?"

"I won't take the chance because I know you taste horrible."

I was proud of him and he was just staring at me bored. "You haven't tasted it yet! Maybe I'm ugly but for sure when you taste me first, you will definitely come back."

"There won't be anything similar the next time because if I taste you, I'll murder myself."

Is he really serious? I'm kidding, of course. I'm not sure if you're referring to me or the meal.

I was merely startled since he always had a serious expression on his face, making it impossible for me to tell if he was making a joke, a threat, tease, or anything else. But the strange thing is, will Elyse's face change?

He took my hand on his shoulder and immediately removed my hand from his shoulder and looked at me seriously.

"Oh, taste me first so you die... charr! It's just a joke Sir Xander this is too serious!" he said.

I interrupted him before he could complete what he was going to say, "If you keep acting like that, then immediately leave this house."

When I changed, I got up and moved to the other chair. "Hala! Our food is already cold Sir Xander because you're the one talking! Come on, let's eat."

I turned my head to look at him and I didn't expect him to be looking at me, did he hear what I said? "I just want to make him laugh at art, it's super KJ."

I instructed him to go first. He frowned at the same moment and just glanced at me, asking, "Why? I'm not saying anything, I'm just quiet here."

Okay, perhaps I should get used to his untidy actions. Tsk, if I didn't know he was asexual, I would have assumed he was gay, but it would be unfortunate if he turned out to be gay. It appears that the woman was pursuing Sir Xander at the time.

Apart from that incident on the road where I struck his car, I've just realized that he is somewhat familar. Perhaps I just saw him?

Maybe we attended the same school back then, hmm? It's not possible though because I know all the high school and college students. Perhaps I saw him back when there were still competitions at different schools? But Sir Xander doesn't enjoy volunteering or taking part in any kind of charitable endeavors.

Sir Xander, on the other hand, loves to merely stay there as long as he's alone rather than volunteering or taking part in any sort of competition.

I became aware of the fact that Xander was starring at me and I was staring back at him earlier.

As he fixed his gaze on me, I could see his eyebrows twitch slightly.

I get the impression that he's asking me, "Are you going to eat, or are you just going to gaze at me?"

I spoke hastily because I was worried that if he talked before I could respond, "Am I beautiful?" Then another adorable face appeared.

"Leave,"

Dabog kong sabi, "Just a joke." The trouble is, he just appears to watch everything I do, and even if I hadn't done anything wrong, he would constantly tell me to go. "It's okay, it was only you who left."

"What?"

I smirked at him and said, "Huh?" I was aware that the term would come out of my own mouth, so I didn't see that my eyes expanded as a result of what I said.

As it got up and started to leave, I questioned, "Are you done eating?"

Naturally!" I replied before him. Tsk, I already know he'll say that. why even do I ask?

Okay, it left without saying goodbye. Why do you constantly abandon me? They seem to know how ill you are even if I don't know them!

After eating my dinner, I sipped some water. I watched Sir Xander descend the stairs; he had no top cover and was simply wearing shorts. I nearly leapt out of fright when my dress got wet.

When I speak to myself, I say, "That's because, Elyse, where are you looking?"

Why is he moving about without even wearing a top?

After completing it, I went to my bedroom to take a shower. I got out of the water and sat on the side of the bed to arrange my hair, which was still dripping wet.

Suddenly, I questioned whose room I was in and why Sir Xander had two rooms in his home since he obviously preferred alone. Does he have a reason, or is it just that he wants two bedrooms?

Then why are all the corners of his house completely black; at night, I doubt you can see his house. I'm quite grateful for the lighting in here.

I said the name of my son, "Elizabeth." I constantly miss him.

I only sighed and fixed my eyes on my phone. When I noticed someone messaging and the unknown number once more, my forehead began to wrinkle. What exactly is this trip?

Can I tell him to stop talking if I also miss and love you? He might think I'm interested in him, so maybe this won't deter me even more.

Argh, responding without a load is exhausting. When I had the idea to borrow a load, I promptly texted Mindy rather than her. Fortunately for him, if I prioritize him, it will only be a debt burden and a text limit.

Call me, Mindy

I didn't say anything else to him after that; a little while after, he called.

[Good day, Elyse! I apologize for not calling you sooner because Ate came here and we spoke.

How is Elizabeth doing? "I was also busy cleaning earlier, what are you doing now?"

[He's great, he once borrowed my phone so they could communicate while Casper—]

I answered a little sulkily, "What? I didn't even think to call first before that tiny one?," and I could hear Mindy laughing on the other end of the line.

[He assumes that since you're busy, your son probably didn't contact you; you know he's grown up now to consider.] Of course he has a point; my son is an excellent listener.

I stood up and opened the door as I suddenly became thirsty.

How's your employer doing?

He surprised me by asking me.

Ah, that man's still there, I thought as I carefully swung to my side.

[Elyse? Hey, did you just stop talking? ]

I said as I just passed Sir Xander, "Ahh, ehhh... I just saw someone."

[Huh?

[He is clearly perplexed.

When I repeat, "Nothing, what was the question you asked earlier?"

How's your employer doing?]

I allegedly greeted my boss first, "Wow! You really greeted my boss first, ah, I'm starting to feel upset with you Mindy!" and even scowled as if it could see me.

[Uh, is it required? I didn't ask since I knew your response would reveal my knowledge; even if you claim to be OK, I will know otherwise. I am extremely familiar with how you are, Elyse.]

You're talking too much, don't you realize that?

When you're around me, you're infectious, so of course you inherited it, he remarked.

Call to remind me that we're not currently together.

[Ha! ha! What exactly makes you laugh? [Due to his actions, I laughed, and a little while later he joined me.

I sipped on some water for a time before continuing.

I'll pay you tomorrow, I swear. Of course, load me up so I can call you later and go online.

You are the one who feeds me, Elyse, yet you behave in such a way. Okay, I'll just pay you back for everything you did for me and for the debts you simply overlooked.]

I immediately exclaimed, laughing out loud, "You don't have a job." It's really not true; don't consider your debts to me first, and then it's appropriate to assist you when you require assistance, since we are a family, and families always support one another, right?

[Not all families collaborate and support one another. You always support your alleged family, but who are they? You are regarded as family, yet you receive no assistance; fortunately, I avoided turning into one of them. Possibly, I was bad at times, but not quite as bad as they were.] I chuckled

"I understand them," you say. "They have families and maybe they have important things to use the money for."

When people want something, [Elyse says there is a way, and when they don't, there are numerous reasons. They are obviously just making up reasons, even with a little assistance, but nothing! Do you consider that to be family? They are only considerate when they are in need, and then only when you suddenly vanish, they bitches! ]

I shrugged. "Very upset, ah, just calm down Mindy. Let's not remind them first, okay. What can we do? It's their own decision to help or not, whether they will help, so thank you if not, and thank you still.

Then, I wouldn't be furious because I didn't rely on or request other people's assistance to get by. I put forth my own effort to survive, and those I eventually reached did so because of me and my diligent labor. Just get accustomed to it; I'll keep trying till I'm fired again.

Even though it sounds easy to say, I am well aware that it is challenging to put into practice because of the numerous trials one must endure. One must be courageous and have faith in God because otherwise nothing will happen to them.

I observed that the call had ended; perhaps he had already run out of load or was already low. Did I get so excited that I forgot I wasn't even talking to anyone? I believe that simply by thinking, I get more time each day.

Why am I feeling sleepy right now when my head still somewhat aches?

The remaining water in the glass was consumed by me.

I was startledly grabbed by the chest when I turned around.

"Oh my, Sir Xander, you're great!"

It's just staring at me intently and seems to be asking, "What? What did I do? '

He can remark, "Tsk," "It's not the one that makes me even harder to guess" However, he made no mention of guessing Elyse.

I asked him, "Will you drink water too, Sir?" He didn't respond, so I furrowed my brow a little and carefully followed where he was staring with my eyes. He was staring at the glass I was holding, which shocked me.

Will he drink water, I suppose?

He added gravely, "That's my glass," and I arched an eyebrow at him. What's wrong with your glasses, Sir? I ask.

I carefully examined the glass, but I couldn't make out any writing that might have said, "It's solely mine, mine only."

Did you run out of food before Sir Xander? I know, I just got a glass straight because I'm thirsty. "You don't have a name here, oh, then there's nothing exclusively yours or mine only." I know, I just got a glass straight.

I guess you're smart so acknowledge that you understand what I just said. "Do you think this is a joke? You should ask me first before using my stuff inside my house. Don't you freaking say that I should have told you first, if you're in someone else's house because it is normal that you ask the owner first.

I won't become frustrated or furious with Sir Xander since he has a point; if I do, it must be my own fault and I like it. He is correct that it is natural for you to say goodbye to the tools you touch or use; failing to do so would be very unseemly.

I feel a little at ease here, so my intention is to say that I'm very welcome. Considering that he is my boss and that this is his home, I didn't feel the need to say goodbye.

I said, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again," and I bowed to it

Are you furious, Elyse, because I keep crying and my parents didn't raise me to be shameless? Please don't alter your behavior simply because of your own struggles, or perhaps you already did? What is the cause? Man's shame never forgets!

His voice got a little louder, and I suddenly realized that we were arguing over a glass. "Give it to me!" he yelled.

I swiftly released it, and I was startled to see him release the glass, causing it to tumble to the ground.

"Uh-oh, I'm sorry,"