The elders just finished their fun gas. Everyone was now preparing to put up their tents. Tristan just went to his car to get their tent for tonight and he was about to set it up in their assigned area when he noticed that Zhen-Zhen disappeared.
"Mom, did you see Lillie?" Tristan asked Isabelle when he didn't see Zhen-Zhen.
Because of his nightmare, Tristan had developed a phobia. He didn't want Zhen-Zhen to disappear from his sight. As much as possible he wanted her to be by his side or in any place wherein he could see her.
"Oh, Lillie? She went to the comfort room," Isabelle promptly responded to Tristan.
Tristan nodded at his Mom. He was planning to teach Zhen-Zhen how to set up their tent. He rembered that Zhen-Zhen was excited about this camping. She wanted to experience sleeping inside a tent.
Not only Zhen-Zhen but Tristan was also looking forward to sleeping in a tent together with his wife. This would serve as another bonding mont for them. He couldn't wait to do that.
"Thanks, Mom. got it. I'm gonna go and see her," Tristan said to his mother.
Isabelle giggled after hearing that.
"It seems that you are becoming more clingy now, son. You can't bear to be separated from your wife even just a few minutes. Don't tell you are planning to follow her in the comfort room?" she teased him.
"Mom!" Tristan reacted, his face reddened. He was blushing because of his mother's teasing.
"Lillie, will not go missing, son. Why don't you just wait for her here?"
Tristan just bobbed his head while scratching the back of his head. Lucas ca and asked his wife to accompany him in putting up their tent. Tristan was left alone.
Though his mother told him to wait, he couldn't do it. He decided to go to the comfort room and just wait for Zhen-Zhen outside.
When he was just a few ters away from the Ladies Comfort Room, he saw Mrs. Miller co out of it, smiling widely as if sothing good happened to her.
Tristan didn't mind it. He just stood in the shaded part under a big tree as he waited for Zhen-Zhen.
anwhile, inside the Comfort Room, Zhen-Zhen stayed rooted in her spot. She was just staring blankly at the wide mirror in front of her, watching her reflection.
She was still shocked about what had just happened between her and Mrs. Miller. She raised her hand, touching her reddened face. Her blue eyes filled with complicated emotions.
She was not hurt physically but she was affected emotionally. She felt Mrs. Miller's hatred towards her. She didn't understand why she hated her so much. She already apologized for what she had done before.
"Did I really deserve that? She's the first person who hit ." Zhen-Zhen mumbled to herself.
While she was imrsed in her own thoughts, Zhen-Zhen's blue eyes suddenly changed their colors. This ti the color was not red but pure black. Then she heard another voice in her subconscious.
'No, you don't deserve it. Zhen-Zhen, don't let them hurt you. You must fight back. Hate her. Avenge yourself. Hurt her! You're the demon god's daughter. Give them the taste of your wrath.'
Unconsciously, Zhen-Zhen balled her hands into fists. She looked like a different person now, with her sharp dark eyes.
But this only happened in a brief mont. She ca back to her usual self when she heard the knocking sound outside the door and Tristan's voice entered her senses.
"Wifey, are you still there?" Tristan decided to check on her. He was wondering what took her so long to co out of the comfort room. He was worried that Zhen-Zhen got an upset stomach.
Zhen-Zhen, on the other hand, awakened from her deep thoughts. She didn't know what happened but she felt like she suddenly blacked out for a few seconds. Her eyes turned back into their original colors.
"Yes, Hubby. I'm here," Zhen-Zhen finally responded to Tristan.
Suddenly, her eyes were filled with worry as she looked into her reflection. The slap mark was still visible on her face because of her fair complexion. She didn't want Tristan to know what happened. But there's no way she could hide this mark.
Zhen-Zhen was now racking her brain so hard to think of a perfect excuse or alibi about this slap mark. She even removed her ponytail, hoping that her long wavy hair could help her hide this mark from Tristan.
"Are you not feeling well, Wifey?" She heard Tristan's concerned voice.
"No, I'm just fine, Hubby. I'm coming out now." Zhen-Zhen said, reassuring Tristan that everything just fine.
Zhen-Zhen checked her reflection on the mirror for one last ti, taking a deep breath before she decided to co out of the Ladies Comfort Room.
She put on her bright smile first before she opened the door. Tristan was there, standing outside while waiting for her.
When he heard the sound of the door opening, Tristan imdiately averted his gaze only to see Zhen-Zhen smiling at him.
"Hubby," Zhen-Zhen mumbled as she pounced on Tristan's right away. She wanted to feel so comfort by hugging him.
Tristan who was oblivious of what happened to Zhen-Zhen just smiled at her, embracing and squeezing her in his arms.
"Wifey, is everything alright?" Tristan asked her once again. He wanted to make sure that she was just fine.
Zhen-Zhen chewed her lower lip before answering him, "Yes, I'm just fine."
"Hmm, good! Shall we go now? Let's set up our tent!" Tristan's excitent was evident in his voice.
"Yeah, let's go," Zhen-Zhen said before breaking the hug.
Zhen-Zhen felt relieved when Tristan seed not to notice her reddened face. However, Tristan had the habit of cupping her face and caressing it when he felt like doing it.
When he did it, Tristan imdiately saw the slap mark on her right cheek. A deep frown appeared on Tristan's face as he asked her, "What happened to your face?"
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