BLOODY LOVE'S
Chapter 59's

“What?” Jose lifted the collar, kissing his own clothes. “I don't wear perfume. I only wear it to parties.”

“Oh, so not you.” Nolan looked relaxed, as if it was no big deal to him.

On the other hand, Jose's heart was beating very fast. “Before a while, you kissed her too? The smell of roses? When's? And ... and do you smell any other smells? Something like rusty iron?”

“Blood aroma?” Nolan asked doubtfully. “You mean ... Do you also smell like that? I thought it was just my nose that was weird.”

It felt like there was a loose plug in Jose's head. He could not describe the relief he felt now. “So you kissed her too! Over where? By the time the ghost came to your house?”

Nolan nodded slowly. His blue eyes look agitated. “Time in the clothing store earlier. At that time the smell was very strong, I thought it was just the smell of the store.”

Jose's blood was frozen.

Nolan noticed the change in the man's expression. He looked at Jose in surprise.  “Why with that smell?”

“Every time you smell that scent, you'd better stay away,” Jose quickly said.

“Karena?”

“Danger.”

But there was nothing else that Jose said afterwards. The files are tidied up and Jose intends to drive them home.

“I can go home by myself,” reject Nolan fast. He did not like Jose's change of attitude. He wanted to tell her that his sister sometimes saw the black ghost, but she canceled it. He could be laughed at for taking the story of a child seriously. Nolan looked down, staring at the white dress she was wearing. This dress is embarrassing. “But I don't want to go home like this. Return my clothes!”

Jose scratched the cheek. He didn't know where Nolan's old clothes were. Maria must have thrown it in the trash. “Your clothes are dirty.”

“Bodo highly! That's my outfit!” The girl insisted. His face began to pout.

“Alright, to be honest, I don't know where your clothes are. You're going to go in the store with Maria?”

Thas right. Nolan recalled the moment he changed into that horrible place, the place where the whole wall was white and he was flushed, dyed, wrapped in towels, and so on, and his body was smeared with a lot of things that smelled like a nose sting. He left his clothes somewhere.

“I can't go home like this,” Nolan murmured. “Can-can be a laughingstock!”

“Masa?” reply Jose wonder. “How can? What in the South, do you laugh at beautiful people?”

It felt hard to hold back that both of his cheeks did not glow red, but Nolan tried. He returned Jose's views sharply, hoping to reduce his nervousness. “Stop saying embarrassing things!”

The man laughed. “I'm just honest. All right, how about this? I have a servant who is almost the same size as you. Maybe he has clean clothes. Actually I'd rather buy you new clothes, but you definitely don't want.”

“Used clothes are enough,” Nolan fast.

Jose nodded, then called down to have Jack bring his cleanest clothes. Jack, who had no idea what the clothes were going to be used for, broke the fog in his room. The contents of his closet and suitcase were all removed, and while scratching his head in confusion, he tried to choose the one cleanest of his clothes. He even groped the maid to help her choose.

“Choose that white one!” Sana menukas upset. His hand pointed at the shirt that folded neatly under the pile of other clothes.

“Then why?”

“You crazy or what? Handing defective items to Little Master?”

“He won't mind! Which button is loose? Oh, top one, let me sew one, deh.”

“Oh, you're a helper, you're a helper goddess,” Jack said when he saw Sana pull out a sewing kit from behind her apron bag. The maids always carried simple sewing tools such as a thread and two needles. “But if you can, quickly, yes. Later Sir awaits us.”

“If you make a fuss, I also cut your eyeballs,” said Sana Ketus. She turned her head and said, “You know not, what is this outfit for?”

“Do not know. Sir asked for it just now. He said, prepare the cleanest and worth using.” Jack's face changed in surprise. “It's impossible to wear Little Master, right? His body is higher.”

There's turning the eyeball. “For what do you wear your clothes? Don't dream! This is for the girl Mr.” brought

“What son?” Jack almost felt his ears were broken.

“Chick girl. Daughter. You remember that girl you said was arrested in that hay shed, right?”

“The child is here?”

“Gentlemen who brought it.” There stick the needle into the thread hole on the button. “First time saw, I thought someone else. Her face changed once, she became beautiful. The clothes are good too. The master took her to the room and they both locked themselves in there.”

Jack just shut up. He doesn't want to gossip. To him, what happened in his master's room was not the servants' business at all.

“You know?” sana continued, biting her knot thread until it broke. She's done sewing. “There was a strange on the boy.”

“What?” Now, Jack is on his guard. Gossip is not his business, but when it comes to the safety of the employer, it is different business.

“Entaih, I can't explain, but that kid feels weird.”

“You mean dekil?”

“Any.” Sana shakes. “The aura, the attitude, the look on his face. It's not strange in the rough or clumsy sense, you know I've been working with this family for a long time and seen a lot of guests come to Master Marco's room. The guests who came to him, all of them had an odd ‘bau’. You felt? Ah, of course not. You're still too small. You definitely don't know.”

Jack remained silent and watched. The shirt in his hand folded neatly, all the buttons were already intact in place. He simply grabbed one of his pants and a belt, then handed it to his master in the lounge.

“The face of the child is like wanting something,” Sana said with a soft whisper. His brown eyes gave a noiseless warning.

“He came here at night to return the necklace,” Jack said, denying the tone of the conspiracy in Sana's sentence. “She thought the necklace belonged to Little Master. If he wants something, it is better that the necklace is sold, it seems to be expensive, because Big Master Marco keeps.”

Sana shook her head while clucking her tongue. “You don't understand. That's why I said you were a kid. Sometimes we have to sacrifice small things to achieve big things. The return of the necklace could have been a trick to take sympathy. I mean, isn't it weird? If he really intends to return, why must such blind nights? And the time is also the same with when Little Lord saw that strange figure.”

“I don't know what you mean, San,” Jack slowly. “I'll hand over this outfit to Little Master above. Master must have been waiting for him.”

There gave a meaningful smile. “You know what happened to Linda and Anna?”