Bed With In-laws
Reality hurts

The black-haired man with some white gray hair walked over with his iron rod. The presence of the figure clearly did not make Zea any calmer. He even pulled back his legs a few steps.

"Tu-Master Hellian?"

Anger that had originally soared high, suddenly dimmed. Replacing with enough fear made his hands and body tremble.

"What makes you angry?" hellian asked as he continued walking towards the sofa, followed by Drax behind him.

"Fo-photo." Zea tried to answer, looking for an answer that made her riled up.

"You obviously know what my relationship with Julian is like. But why are there photos with our faces plastered there?"

Hellian turned his head, looking at Zea's confused face, mixed with overflowing emotions.

"Why? You need an alibi when your forbidden romance is revealed." Hellian narrowed his eyes, looking at Zea even deeper.

"Of all the men in London, even in the world, why are you targeting your own in-laws?"

DEGH!

Zea, who was convinced and thought Hellian had the same suspicion of Julian, now melted down. Hellian's words made Zea think, if the old man still recognized Julian as her grandson.

So, his treatment here has what purpose?

"Now it is not only Darion who has to face the crisis of the directors. My company was hit too. You think it'll be that easy? Divorced, then married your former father-in-law?" Hellian stood up from his chair, with eyes fixed on Zea.

"How do you think the public will comment?"

Right, that was what Zea was afraid of at first. He tried to avoid Darion as much as possible. Stay professional even if they are both involved in business.

However, Darion's charm made him a craze. The attention he never felt, the love and genuine affection he never got, made him feel happy.

Trying to fight the bad luck. Fight the forbidden relationship between the Son-in-law and the In-laws on the grounds that her husband is not a biological child. But what about public opinion?

"Live here and don't make a mess. Drax will send you the necessities you need every day!"

Hellian stepped away with Drax, leaving Zea bowed, and then dropped a limp body onto the floor.

Clear thread dripped from the corner of the eye, slowly, but over time became increasingly swift. A sudden sense of tightness greeted, teasing the already fragile recesses of the heart a second time.

This is reality. A reality that he cannot escape. Loving your own father-in-law is the wrong feeling. Wrong, because it continues to let the taste twitch and take root.

Time kept going, whether it had been how many hours since Hellian left and destroyed half his life spirit.

Zea was still sitting, but her position was shifting. He was lying by the window, bending his legs and leaning his head against the wall. His gaze was straight ahead, staring at the hanging pure white curtain.

Solitude becomes his desire for now. Reflect and think about your next steps as best you can. Including, living and settling abroad.

The sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded. But it did not make Zea flinch from her position. At least a few times the knock was heard, until someone barged in.

"Dee,"

A faint, familiar voice sounded greeting his sense of hearing. But Zea still doesn't care. Until a very cold hand grabbed the girl's cheeks.

"Thank God you're okay!"

Black hair is slightly reddish, free-dealing and looks wet. The thin white shirt she was wearing was also wet. Zea looked at the man before her, seeing that the entire body of the man was drenched.

"Why are you wet?"

That was the first sentence Zea spoke after a few hours of daydreaming in the window.

"none. Don't think!"

Zea just stared at the nanar, trying to no longer care about all the things concerning the in-laws. But when he saw the man crouching before him with all his wet body, he again relaxed his intentions.

"Go wash yourself with warm water. Then change your clothes!" zea sounded a little tart.

"I don't know the ins and outs of this house. So just look for a cloth that can cover your body. Or ... Just call the guy."

Darion who heard it could only pull the two corners of the lips bitterly. He could understand, Zea's current feelings and understand everything.

Darion nodded, then got up and left Zea in her original position to change clothes. Not for 10 minutes, he returned and extended his hand to Zea.

From his seated position, Zea could see two already dry feet standing in front of him. He looked up, staring at Darion, who was wearing a white shirt and shorts.

"Where did you get that?" ask Zea curiously.

"Everything in that Walk in closet is mine and some, yours!"

...☆TBC☆...

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