The Become A Villain In The Novel
Chapter 30

My breathing began to normalize when I saw my destination floor getting closer. Even though he was silent without saying or doing anything, I was not comfortable.

Yet... I'm the unlucky carrier, this elevator suddenly shook like in the movies I've seen. Until it finally stopped moving.

And a scream sounded. The bad thing is my own voice. It sounds so sad even in my own ears. Destroyed was my image as a graceful and dignified career woman.

I quickly closed my mouth and realized something. What the fuck is this hand? Where's he circular? Although this boy is warm, big, and feels very comfortable being hugged, how can I be like this.

Don't hug anyone!

I pushed the boy away. My race I've been pushing him all my might, but in fact he hasn't shifted an inch.

Damnit. Totally disgraceful.

I was the one who moved backwards. Away from him to the corner of the elevator.

He raised his hand like someone was giving up. "I didn't hug Mom. Mother who first hugged me," he said accompanied by a wide grin.

I gave him a sharp shot. "I was unintentionally shocked. You shouldn't be quiet either, "I don't want to give up.

"So my mom wants me how? Pushing Mom away because of my hugs? I can't push women. I can't do that. After all, I will be blamed if I dare to push a girl. That's why I can only be quiet when Mom hugs me so casually."

"Just hug you? Me? Like he's hugging you?"

"Yes, you do not want to hug me," he replied lightly with a face causing a grin.

I can't believe this.

"I told you I wasn't intentional."

From the story I sound like an overexcited aunt who is looking for opportunities in droves.

"I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional."

My mouth was open, but it was hard to get the words out to refute his words. She's a real bitch. Very confident.

"So you want to accuse me of deliberately hugging you earlier?"

Why is the conversation so convoluted like this anyway?

"I didn't say that. I'm just saying I don't know what my mother's intention was. It could not be intentionally like what I admit, could not be right? The only one who knows for sure is Mom's intention, yeah Mom herself."

I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. This child cannot be faced in this way. He was not afraid or afraid of me at all. He thinks teasing me is fun. I will lose if I fight the chatter.

Calmly I said, "I'm sorry for my actions. But whether you believe it or not, I actually accidentally hugged you. I...," I cleared my throat for a moment, "somewhat afraid of the elevator that suddenly stopped like this." Suddenly I remembered our situation. While glancing around my heart beat back. My breath was heavy and I felt my hands tremble.

I hated closed rooms. Especially now that I'm trapped inside.

I gulped with great difficulty before going back on, "I'm sorry for hugging and pushing you all of a sudden."

Damnit. I think my condition is getting worse. When this thing moves, I feel fine. Why does stopping this feel so horrible?

"Not to be seen if you don't want to" whispered a voice. "I'm going to pretend that nothing happened. I'm actually hugging Mom right now, but I'm definitely being pushed again then. So, let me close my eyes as I am now."

If it were normal I would have taken all my sincerity out for those dreadful words, but now I can't afford to do that. Even his hands felt warm and comfortable. I think his presence is quite helpful to me right now.

Next I heard the boy talking to someone. It seemed like he pressed the emergency button and asked for help, notifying our current trapped condition.

Before long the elevator started moving back. Slowly I felt my blood start to return to normal. The warm hand that covers my eyes is away. When I opened my eyes I saw the boy's face smiling wide. "That's okay, isn't it?"

God fucking. He's just a prank kid that I suspect has sore eyes, why does he look like a hero now?

Her hero? That brat? Haha, I'm not sane.

Be aware, Cath, even though she's helped you she's not that good.

"Is it okay?" Now his spring face turned to worry, looking at me who never answered.

"Yes. It's okay" I said, which is a bit of a hurry. I cleared my throat, then continued, "I've had better." Now my voice sounded more steady and I was satisfied to hear it.

When the elevator door opened on the floor of my room I went out. Before the elevator closed again, I turned around and looked into his eyes. "Thank you," I mean it.

He didn't answer. Just smile while his hands form an okay symbol with his index and middle fingers.

"Mom's okay?" I gasped in shock when suddenly Keegan was already standing next to me with a worried face.

I could not answer him yet, he turned to the elevator door that was closing. Inside the boy waved at Keegan. And managed to make Keegan's view instantly fiery.

The elevator door closed, Keegan was still staring there in annoyance before returning to me. "Mommy's okay, right? I was shocked to hear Mom was trapped in the elevator."

"Ah, it's nothing," I replied strongly. There's no way I'll admit I was scared to death until I hugged the boy. To be put where my pride and dignity are. Keegan will judge the no-no if I'm looking for a chance to get close to the boy.

"Mother don't lie. I'm afraid of being trapped in a closed room."

Keegan's words somehow felt straight into my heart.

"Mom doesn't have to pretend to be strong in front of me. I knew all of that a long time ago. So there's nothing to cover."

I didn't answer anything for a while. Until Keegan asks back.

"Seriously, I'm fine." I smiled a little. "So scared, but now I'm fine." I hurried to my room. "Please bring me a drink."

"Well, ma'am," said Keegan behind me. Without me looking at him.

I don't know. I don't know why I feel weird either. Catherine also had the same fear as me.

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Sincerely,

Dark Peppermint