Seeing this, Grandpa Greef stopped being persistent and just said:”You will be beaten.”
Pinson shrugged indifferent. As an apprentice to his Master, he had to fight!
Joyce looked at him strangely: “Don’t you hate Athach the most?”
It’s said that Athach chased Pinson but failed. She also gave him some medicine and almost forced sex with him.
That time, Athach was almost killed, but later became obedient. Since then, Pinson saw her like seeing a ghost, and he always had been avoiding her.
Pinson bluntly retorted:”I also heard that you are gay.”
Seeing that they were going to quarrel, Athach looked up at them and said:”Pinson, go home first. Grandpa, you should also rest. I’m here.”
Grandpa Greef looked at Athach and didn’t leave any trouble behind. He said:”If you have something, just shout. Joyce was waiting outside, so don’t hang on alone.”
Pinson smiled obsequiously:”Then … I’ll go back first. Call me if you need anything. Even if I lay in the coffin, I would immediately resurrect and jump over.”
Athach pulled the corners of her mouth, and waved them away.
They went out, leaving two people in the room.
Although Conlin had stabilized, Athach still stayed at the bedside, did not sleep and did not leave for the sake of safety.
She just sat and silently watched Conlin sleeping.
She looked at him as if she had thought a lot, but she didn’t think about anything.
In this way, she kept him all night.
It was daybreak, and the sun outside was shining through the window.
Conlin opened his eyes and saw Athach sitting in front of the bed. Behind her was the light.
Looking at her and the environment of the guest room, Conlin frowned: “Last night, I got sick?”
Athach watched him wake up and poured him water: “Well, was there anything else uncomfortable?”
Conlin quickly sat up and looked at her anxiously: “Did I hurt you?”
He didn’t remember what happened when the disease broke out.
But he knew that once he got sick, he would not recognize anyone.
Once, he beat his grandfather, who lay in a hospital bed for three months.
Athach looked at him and shook her head: “No.”
She handed out the water cup: “Drink some water, what else was wrong?”
Conlin didn’t believe it, took the cup down, then pulled Athach to stand up, and looked her up and down again. There was no major injury.
However, when he saw the bruise and red mark on her neck, his throat suddenly tightened: “Did I choke your neck again?”
Not only the neck, but also the interlocking bones. It was not that kind of bruise, and it was a little red.
Athach looked down, thinking of last night’s scene, and her face turned red: “No.”
Conlin looked at her in disbelief, very regretful: “I’m sorry, I …”
Athach interrupted him:”It’s really not strangling the neck, it’s … it’s …”
She bowed her head in shame and said in a low voice:”You kissed me.”
Conlin was stuck, completely unable to imagine. After all, for so many years, he had suffered numerous attacks, all of which were manic and beating people.
As for kissing, it was the first time.
And he got nothing.
Conlin regretted that he almost hurt her. He regretted that he didn’t remember such a thing.
Conlin stopped mentioning this, but looked at her and asked:”Were you scared last night?”
Athach looked up at him, and shook her head gently: “Is there anything else uncomfortable? Let Joyce come in. Let’s go downstairs for breakfast if there’s nothing wrong.”
Athach was a little afraid of being forced, and she didn’t like this kind of coercion.