Jake told the staff mbers about the unconscious Triple M.
He lied to them by saying that he believed him to be drunk. He wouldn’t expose what had occurred up there and that he was one of the perpetrators.
Jake didn’t think that what he did was terrible.
It went against his principles, true. But he couldn’t turn back ti and still didn’t regret his choice.
He could also see that redith was confused about it.
She had been silent all along since that incident. Her half-lidded eyes and absentminded countenance worried him the most.
Jake called the taxi back to the hotel.
He held redith’s hand all the ti to ensure she felt his presence and could rely on him.
It was a quiet drive.
Even the taxi driver couldn’t draw a word from the couple. He dropped them at the hotel and pulled away with a curt farewell, confident he would never see the odd couple again.
"He won’t die," Jake said.
"I know… he’s resilient," redith replied.
Inwardly, Jake hated how Triple M beca the center of their ti and problems. This man really ssed up with them at the worst mont possible.
"I give no quarter about him," Jake honestly said when it was redith’s ti to enter her room. She turned her eyes to him and stared into his absorbing gaze. "He frightened you. He could have hurt you. And you look so unwell now. I’m worried and also angry at myself cause I don’t know how to help you.
I might be the reason you feel this way. I should have just zapped him and left him on the stairs."
redith strained a smile. "It’s not your fault. I didn’t expect our date to end like that, but I’m glad I have forgiven you. It was fun until that mont."
"Will you… stay at the hotel for a few more days?" Jake asked. He didn’t know when redith would leave Poland and return to her country.
"Do you want to stay?" redith asked back.
Jake widened his eyes. "Yeah… of course! I want to spend much more ti with you before we return ho!"
"…until tomorrow, then," redith weakly replied before sliding into her room and closing the door. When her door shut closed, she lay her back on it before slowly sliding down.
She suddenly burst out crying.
Catching her face and tears in her palms, redith sobbed. She had been holding back all this ti, and it all broke the mont Jake was gone.
She barely could pull herself up and walk to the bed. Still in her clothes, she plopped down and buried her face in the pillow. redith took out her phone and looked at its screen, dialing her friend.
"Loe Loe… why do I… still attract so much unwanted and troubleso attention? I hurt Jake… I can’t take care of him… I’ll only be a problem…" redith sank her tears into her pillows.
On the other side, Chloe froze. "Tell what happened! From the beginning until now! You want to fly over to Poland? I can be here tomorrow!"
-
It was evening.
A particular couple was about to head to bed. One of them was dallying on the bed. It was a woman with black hair and green eyes, which reflected her phone’s screen.
She surfed the social dia.
Her boyfriend left the bathroom with a towel around his neck. His evening routine still needed to be done.
A sudden loud bang resounded from their door, then.
Soone burst the door open a mont later, kicking it off its hinges.
Wearing a golden bathrobe and smoking a thick cigar, the blue-haired man stepped in despite the shocked couple staring at him.
The woman, a beast herself, sprang to her two on the bed and glared at him. "We aren’t paying for the door unless you let puml your face!"
"This hotel would love for to pay for their doors," replied the man with a cigar. "And you would love for to smile at you!"
"You think so?!" the woman exclaid.
The calm and collected boyfriend looked between them, confused.
The flashy burglar spat a cloud of smoke. "You failed! You failed so much that my dark horse locked himself in his room! You two had a single job! A single job, I tell ye. TO STOP THAT BEAN BRAIN FROM BOTHERING THEM!
I’m not surprised you didn’t win the first division if you are the star of Untad! It’s sickening! There’s no art in what you’ve done!"
He spat on the floor.
"Jake zapped that man! He was on his knees! What else could we done?!" the woman shouted back. "It was over! He could have played a hero or a villain, whatever! Everything was in Jake’s hands!
You can’t pin the bla on us!"
"? Can’t do anything? ’Can’t’ doesn’t exist in my dictionary and on my stage! If you hadn’t taken your sweet ti at the award ceremony party, you would have stopped him straight after he left the hall. I can bla you. I can bla you with dollars if you want to go this route!
No one can stop , including my dear sister, if I am mad!"
The second male on the scene chid in. "Calm down. We’ve done a terrible job. There’s no doubt that. How’s Jake?"
"He’s down. Just recalling him sitting in the dark room with his face down makes heartsick! Makes furious at you! Makes mad at that muscle head, too! I have already had my lawyer file an international law case against him! He’s not getting away!"
"An international law case? It costs a fortune…" the second man said.
The man draped in golden bathrobes sneered. "My despondent heart loses fortunes as I lant and drown in hatred!"
The woman whispered, "…how about I fetch him a few snacks?"
"Quiet!"
"…just don’t talk."
Both n said.
It was a shock to the woman as she fell onto her rear.
"The timing couldn’t have been worse, too! Golden Coin is about to cause another drama in the team! I did all I could to prevent that, but all went to—" he cursed.
"I know! I will buy them a house!" the woman’s face suddenly brightened as she got this idea.
The man lit up the second cigar and nodded. "Not a bad idea."
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