My Sugar (Jenifer Alexander)
Chapter 50. Unable to leave

I was disappointed by Kenzo's harsh treatment of me. Especially with his words that freed me to end our contract. I don't know why Kenzo turned out that way. He had never been rude before, always gentle and patient when he was with me.

But ever since he saw me communicating with Brother Gerald, Kenzo always does his best and is the worst right now.

He so easily snapped at me, spouting words that could scratch the wound in my heart.

What is the reason Kenzo behaves like that.? Is it true just because of the agreement letter.? But why should it get that angry at me.

I looked at Kenzo's face that looked so messed up, with both hands covered in wounds. Kenzo doesn't care about the wounds on his hands. It seemed like something was stirring up his mind at the moment. Maybe that's also what makes Kenzo finally do me rough. And the wound on both hands must be due to the fist that Kenzo om did on the bathroom door.

He just looked at me as I asked for his wound. Staring at me wryly and getting messed up.

I just saw Kenzo helpless for the first time.

"Om, my hand is hurt," I once again spoke to him. I'm still worried about Kenzo's hand after what he just did to me. Om Kenzo who almost took my chastity, although I did want to do it at the beginning of our signature agreement.

"No papa." Answer's flat. Om Kenzo put my shirt on the bed.

"Pake your shirt first." Kenzo slowly pulled his hand out of my hand, then went out of the room. I could only stare at his passing that was walking unsteadily.

Although upset, but there is no hatred in me for him. What is, Kenzo's current condition actually makes me very sorry for him. There was a slight feeling of tightness in his chest, looking at the quite severe wound on his hand. That's how much I feel about her, until I want to stay here to keep her company.

I can feel Kenzo's condition is not good. Maybe there's a big problem that makes it like this.

I came out of the room after wearing clothes and cleaning up my clothes that had been torn by Kenzo om. Kenzo's om treatment reminds me of Nicho's saying that he wanted to impregnate Fely's sister so that she wouldn't leave her life.

Then Kenzo, he almost did it just because he was angry with me who had denied his words.

I don't know why men should do that when they're angry.? Why not just express his anger, without having to make physical contact which will only make things worse.

I took the p3k box in the kitchen, then approached Kenzo who was sitting daydreaming in the tv room. There was resentment and resentment in the look in his eyes, as well as a pitiful sad look.

I sat next to him, Om Kenzo had a quick glance at me.

I grabbed Kenzo's hand, then put it on my lap. I started to clean the blood that was still coming out of his wound, after which I applied the wound ointment slowly. I'm sure it's very painful and painful, but Kenzo just kept quiet. Perhaps what he was facing right now, was more painful than the wound on his hand.

Until I finish treating his hands, Kenzo is still silent. I also hesitate to start a conversation. It seems like Kenzo still needs time to calm down.

I went to put the p3k box and get him some water. Hope om Kenzo will be calmer after drinking.

"Drink first om," I thrust a glass filled with water on him.

Without rejection, om Kenzo took it and gulped it.

I sat down next to Kenzo. I wanted to make sure Kenzo was okay.

"You're not afraid of me, are you,,?" Om Kenzo asked me, but his hands are still straight ahead. I paused for a moment before finally answering Kenzo's question that I had never thought of before.

"No om. I was disappointed with my rude attitude. Maybe I'm wrong, but I shouldn't be saying this to me."

I breathe heavily. Maybe it's better for me to express my frustration to him, like whatever Kenzo's reaction will be.

"I shouldn't have to stop me from communicating with others. I always remember the letter of agreement. Communicating is not necessarily a relationship. After all, our status is nothing more than sugar daddy and sugar baby."

"I think it's too much to prevent me from communicating with men."

Om Kenzo started looking at me with a difficult look.

"So you think that way.? You think I'm overreacting.? Don't you know why I'm acting like this.?!"

Did I talk to her wrong.?

"I know, everything you do because of the letter of agreement. I've broken it, I'm sorry," I'd rather move on, I'd better go home and let Kenzo win. There seems to be a big problem that Kenzo is facing right now.

"I go home first. Better get some rest,,"

"Don't go, stay here until I let you go," Om Kenzo held my hand, now he looked at me with a pleading gaze.

I who could not bear, finally obeyed his request. I sat down next to him again. Silence began to envelop us.

Slowly Kenzo tilted his head at me, leaning on my shoulder.

Suddenly my chest felt tight. I don't know why I feel like Kenzo is so fragile. Behind his attitude that has always looked strong and cool, om Kenzo has another side that is difficult to believe.

"Sometimes men also need a shoulder to lean on. A dozen years of acting like good - fine, in fact not as easy as imagined."

I was stunned, digesting in my heart what Kenzo om said. As if I could feel what Kenzo is feeling right now.

Because I experienced the same thing before. Acting like I'm okay, even though it's really painful because it was ignored by both of my parents.

"Stay here, don't end the contract no matter what. Unless I asked for it."

Her speech. To be honest, I objected a little to Kenzo's request, but I can't dispute it. Because the feeling I had for him, couldn't make me stay away.

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I was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Ever since that afternoon, neither Kenzo nor I talked to each other. We are still silent with our own minds. Last afternoon I told him to rest, because Kenzo still looks chaotic. But Kenzo refused. He continued his work under such circumstances. It made me feel more excited to see it.

After arranging all the meals at the dining table, I rushed to call Kenzo who was in his study.

Kenzo told me to come in after hearing the knock. I opened the door slowly, putting my head first.

"Eat first yuk om," Take me with heart. Om Kenzo did not answer, but he closed the laptop and moved from his seat. Walk towards me with a thin smile.

"Thank you," he said. Next to her hand rubbed my head gently.

Seeing Kenzo who already looks much better, makes me able to breathe freely. I no longer feel as anxious as I was.

"Come on," I'm holding Kenzo's hand.

"Om Kenzo can eat alone.? Or would,,,, or,,,

"I'm like a baby" he cut me off. He chuckled amusedly, I don't know what he was thinking at the moment. Without realizing it, I kept smiling looking at him. I'd rather Kenzo chuckle like that, than just be quiet. It seems that Kenzo's mind is much calmer

While eating my food, I occasionally glanced at Kenzo who ate voraciously.

What if Kenzo knew I couldn't leave because I loved him. Will he choose to welcome my race and end his relationship with Brother Fely.? Or he will survive and in the end his love will never be able to reach me.

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