Refusing the Love of a Mafia Boss
11. Implied Appeal

Noah doesn't know, but Marissa's words make him watch Lia from another angle.

Now they are both silent in front of the television. He sat near his folding mattress, seemingly focused on writing something on top of the notebook.

What does he always write? It doesn't seem like a report, it looks like a diary book.

"Miss killed someone else from the Palmer family."

He suddenly spoke. Making Noah immediately pretend not to notice. "really?"

"With this the suspicion of Palmer will be even greater that they are targeted. It wouldn't be strange if someone was sent to confirm the truth. Assistant's right. For now dangerous out."

"Too much hiding will only make suspicions put on me."

"You were considered a frightened person and happened to survive after running away. Their suspicion won't let them know you killed or were involved in the murder."

Thas right.

Precisely if Noah moves too ordinary and brave, suspicion will be even greater. His behavior will be considered 'fearless even though Palmer' which will obviously raise suspicion.

Noah has no power in their eyes, but has a motive as an illegitimate child who once wanted to be killed and then revenge.

"I'll follow you."

Noah has to make sure.

The identity of this girl.

Because as Marissa believes, she is not usually interested in someone just like that.

...*...

What does that look mean?

Ilina felt her instincts were piqued.

The next night Noah went into the room to sleep, and Ilina pulled out a blanket to sleep. The uneasiness made Ilina not close her eyes too quickly.

And as expected, three hours long as he waited, Noah suddenly came out of the room, standing looking at him for some purpose.

Ilina only wanted to wear her new clothes when she came out, because the clothes she was carrying had some hidden parts.

Again he prepared poison, but deliberately chose the non-lethal.

She mustn't die after Ilina went this far for him.

But unexpectedly, Noah went back into his room just like that.

It was difficult to understand what he meant, because Ilina was also instead able to read minds.

What, anyway?

Ilina knew she suspected she was lying about her identity, but why did she have to take action just now? The more he looks, the more he sucks.

Why did Senior Mahesa send that person when she found out that Ilina did not like people like her?

But speaking of Senior Mahesa, he did not see Ilina. Of course it would trigger suspicion if Ilina who became Lia was suddenly able to meet with a large conglomerate.

Ilina simply wondered what Mahesa was now thinking. What is so special about Noah?

That person never cared except for those with abilities. Noah is likely not just looking for Ilina to take shelter for fear of being killed. But if true, then what was he looking for from Ilina?

...*...

As Ilina was still busy thinking what Noah really meant that night, she suddenly called out to him for an unexpected thing.

"I know you're good at cooking, but the mechanics of the equipment in towns and villages are different. In order for Marissa to stop being so angry, there's no harm in learning to cook again, right?"

That ... sounds reasonable.

Ilina just shut up. Staring at the sharp blade prepared on the table, close to Noah's hand.

Why did he come out of the room yesterday just to stare at Ilina? It felt that before that matter was answered, it was difficult for Ilina to be able to focus fully and stop thinking she was dangerous.

Or even if it was missed, he still made her feel like she was a danger.

"Wear this." The man handed the cloth to Ilina.

"What's this?" It looks like a shirt, but only covers the front.

"Apron's. You don't know apron?"

Ilina never saw it. "The villagers cook without this."

"Wait." Is he going to stab Ilina? "Just use yours for me to see."

"There is only one."

Why no backup?

"Lia." Noah looked at her with strange eyes. "I know my relationship with you started with violence. Shouldn't we trust each other? I won't kill you, and please don't kill me."

Ilina tilted her face, confused.

Wh why?

Why should he believe just because they work together?

Trust is a lie. Cooperation is based on restraint and domination, not trust.

But Ilina could not show an overly aggressive attitude. He acts as Lia, a protective and perceptive servant. She acted 'for' Ilina Bumantara instead of 'as' Ilina Bumantara.

So inevitably Lia must behave as if she did wrong because she was too suspicious.

It'sit's okay. If he really lowered his vigilance because of that, then it was easier for Ilina to analyze.

"I'll just teach you to be comfortable moving. Just do what you want to do."

He pulled over to a somewhat suspicious corner. Why should it be on the side where he could stab Ilina in the stomach from behind?

Again, he tried to be ordinary. Take a knife on the table to start chopping vegetables. He prepared the vegetables, so Ilina cut them.

Although not too often cooked, Ilina several times learned from Ayana for purposes like this.

I didn't think it would really be used.

"Lia, it's been washed."

Ilina canceled washing it on the tap. I mean looking for a skillet but not finding it.

How does he saute without a frying pan?

"Sorry." Suddenly he stood behind Ilina, barely making her get a knife because it was too sudden.

But Ilina managed to hold back, seeing that Noah only took something in the form of a bowl but had a handle placed on the surface of the electric stove.

He put some olive oil in, then help put vegetables in it.

Whatisthis?

Ilina's feeling was agitated.

It's like he's approaching. Approaching intentionally.

But Ilina couldn't tell him to stay away.

...*...

Very careful. This woman is a village woman or a woman born in a time of war?

Noah understands that they must be careful and he tries to be vigilant whenever Lia releases stab him with a poisonous needle.

But he was too wary until it felt thorny to approach.

Just ... also tempting.

Perhaps this was the first time Noah really tried not to touch the skin of a woman's hand. It felt like if he touched that hand without permission, then he would be torn to shreds.

Attractively.

Regardless of how they looked and how this should not matter now, Noah still felt there was something to look at.

Lisa, Ilina. Diverge them? Or is it the same person?

"I've asked them to prepare the glasses as soon as possible." Noah lowered his voice as an implied gesture of seduction. "I think you have trouble seeing with those eyes. Especially for cooking at such a low table."

He didn't respond, as if he didn't know what Noah meant.

Or maybe not care.

Ilina just moved to stir the stir-fry, until Noah retreated to make room again.

...*...