Conlin looked up and interrupted her:”Athach, I don’t care who you used to be or who you were with. All I want is the present and the future.”
Since we met, we can’t have anyone else.
Athach insisted on her own explanation: “I have never had sex with anyone…”
Conlin’s face fell: “I don’t value the past.”
He would be jealous, but he couldn’t mind because he appeared late.
What he liked was her, not a virgin, and he would not dislike her or abandon her just because she was not.
This was very unmanly behavior!
Just when she mentioned it, he felt bad, he was jealous, and he wanted to bury all those who had been kept and pursued by Athach!
Athach was very angry when she saw him escape: “I’m still a virgin. You stole my first kiss. Don’t be jealous and crazy in the future! Believe it or not!”
Athach said this in a huff and turned and went downstairs.
This was her thinking all night, thinking about the biggest possibility of Conlin’s onset last night.
He was very concerned about her meeting and talking with Warren.
Here’s the crux of the matter, so she told him so that he wouldn’t be suspicious.
As for what men said they don’t mind, it’s all a lie.
Conlin was immediately stunned. After a long time, he raised his eyes, reminded his lips, completely showed that he was happy.
She said, so he believed.
The old man was having breakfast. When he saw Athach coming down with anger, he asked her with concern: “Athach, what happened?”
Joyce glanced at her and bowed his head to eat.
Athach sat down: “Grandpa, I’m fine.”
Grandpa: “Look at your cheeks bulging like a small goldfish. That boy made you angry?”
Joyce chimed in: “Grandpa Greef, just like her, she made Conlin angry. Who dares to provoke her?”
Athach looked up at Joyce: “Mr. Paul should still remembers what you said last night. Is it time to cash it now?”
Joyce pretended not to hear and buried himself in his meal.
Athach chuckled:”Mr. Paul has a bad brain and can’t remember words. I can help remind you.”
Joyce looked up and stared at her: “I have a good brain, and I remember it. I will cash it when I finish my meal.”
Athach hooked her lips: “Then Mr. Paul must eat more, or you don’t have enough strength in a moment, and you will not be able to climb trees or learn to bark. By then, we will not know whether Mr. Paul is a pig or a dog.”
This was turning the corner to scold him. If he fails to do one thing well, it was worse than a pig or a dog.
Joyce was so angry that he almost couldn’t have breakfast.
Soon, Conlin also came down.
Seeing that he had recovered and felt a little better, Grandpa Greef said to him:”You guy, Athach was angry. You are still so happy. Do you want to be shut out again?”
Conlin’s face was slightly embarrassing, but he didn’t expect grandpa to know the last time he was shut out.
However, he soon recovered to nature, so he started to peel the eggs of Athach: “Athach, eat more.”
Athach returned the egg to him angrily: “Eat more yourself and make up.”
Conlin peeled another one for her, so they both have it.
He still coaxed her:”Don’t be angry, I am wrong, okay?”
Looking at this scene, Joyce’s eyes widened in amazement, full of disbelief.
So mighty Conlin, how dares he talks to Athach so tenderly, coax her and apologize?
Did Conlin get his soul changed after his illness?
Joyce: “Conlin, have you been drugged by her?”
Conlin lifted his eyes and glanced at him coolly: “If you eat too much, you should climb a tree.”