BLOODY LOVE'S
Chapter 29's

The dining room is designed in a classic style. Rolan was on the dining chair facing directly to the garden window. He raised the teacup in his hand and made a toast gesture upon seeing Marco's arrival.

"I thought breakfast was ready, but I got it. You're not hungry yet, Marco?"

“Mana Jose?”

“Says there's class, he parted with me at a crossroads. She's going to college?"

“Lumayan. Wanna take a walk? Outside there are new plants coming from Africa.”

“I was drinking tea,” subtly refused Rolan, reading that what was offered to him was not just a call to go for a walk.

“Bring up your tea glass,” says Marco won't lose. “Seeing the garden while drinking tea will definitely be fun.”

“Wow, and all this time I thought you were the kind of person who obeyed the rules!”

Marco did not respond, only turned softly and walked first through the glass-walled side corridor. Rolan was ten steps behind him, completely following along while carrying his teacup.

They stepped into the garden beside the house. Rolan retraced down through the black stone steps, his steps rustling through the still wet teki grass.

“Dayang one can already talk a little, the bright red-haired and freckle-faced,” he said while holding out Marco's steps. He took a slow sip of his black tea, then said again with a grin on the face, “Which one is still unconscious.”

“The redhead was Anna, who had not been aware of Linda. I think doctors should know the names of patients.”

Rolan ignored the reproach. He gently blew away the rest of his hot tea, but had not yet sipped it. Her soft brown eyes stared at the rows of ornamental ferns that filled the artificial stone walls. “Looks like you talked a lot to Jose.”

Marco turned around, his eagle eyes giving a sharp look. “What did he tell you?”

“No, I asked here. What did you tell him?”

“Not a big thing,” says Marco after a moment of silence. His tone of voice and attitude were still as haughty as ever. He shook his head slowly, then repeated, “Not a big thing. I just don't want him investigating himself in unawareness.”

“You let him investigate this?” Rolan did not sound his surprise.

“I'm not letting him, but obviously he's dying to know what's going on. Rather than letting it sniff in ignorance, wouldn't it be better to tell a little bit of what's important? Renata knows that too. I'm just telling you what they both need to know.”

Rolan nodded slowly, pouring the rest of his tea on the grass. The tea is no longer hot, no good. “Important just keep him away from Sir William's.”

“You are also suspicious of him?” Marco frowned.

“You ever met him?”

“Three or four times. He invited me to the first party, then we met again somewhere I had forgotten where it was. I don't know, my memory of him is a little vague.”

Marco turned his head quickly, his hands moving roughly pulling the collar of Rolan's shirt. “You sure it's okay?!”

“No, hey, don't be so rude! If someone passes, we can be mistaken for fighting!” The doctor laughed loudly. He patted Marco's hand, then patted his clothes while combing the surrounding conditions vigilantly.

There are only plants, flowers, ornamental cacti, bonsai, as well as other ornamental plants. The sound of artificial pond rustling sounded melodious, greeted with birdsong. After being convinced that there was no one around them, Rolan turned his face back to the front and returned to talking in a relaxed style, “We shouldn't talk about this kind of thing in the park, right?”

“I have to make sure that what I'm talking to right now is human or not.”

“Certainly human, even if the creature had targeted me, I would still be human. Man dry.”

Rolan laughed, it sounded like he had just told a joke that was very funny and could only be understood by himself. Marco did not laugh. Same with Jose.

Jose was around the corner of the wall, leaning against the vines that ran into the wall, overhearing what the two uncles were talking about. He broke away from his uncle on the grounds that there was class, but he actually just wanted to go back to the bridge and check more details of the structure of the land there. Unfortunately the patrol police were pacing the Bjork border.

Jose remembered the two policemen were the officers who brought him home yesterday. To avoid embarrassment, Jose turned home first, thinking he wanted to steal a small meal from the kitchen and bring it for a search. Food shops and restaurants will not open or provide food until eleven o'clock. Bjork is a place that is too obedient to the rules—thanks to Marco.

Jose doesn't want to be caught by Marco or Rolan is skipping class so he settles through the park. He never imagined he would hear two uncles talking while walking to the back of the kitchen.

About Sir William?

What does Uncle mean?

Does he have anything to do with all this?

Uncle Rolan also smelled roses and blood!

So, there are indeed more things that they are hiding from me!

Questions came to disturb Jose's head. He remained silent and listened for a long time, waiting for other information to appear or be discussed.

But Rolan instead discussed the wind and also hot weather that is increasingly burning. Then the two people's steps became closer.