I rolled my eyes inward when Karl walked into the hospital room. ’This guy never lets up.’ I thought to myself, but outwardly, I smiled as if I was happy to see him.
They weren’t the only ones who could be hypocritical. Didn’t they smile in my face and mock about being disgusting behind my back? Then I could do the sa to them.
"Hey Val." Karl walked over to my bed and greeted with a smile.
I felt my insides turn with nausea and nearly vomited just from looking at that hypocritical face. However, I held myself back.
I still needed him. If I were to stay in the pack for a day, I needed Karl for that day.
Before Karl arrived at the pack three years ago and pretended to befriend , I faced worse torture than I was experiencing now.
I got beatings everyday like a dicine dose. Anyone in the pack, even the ogas could kick as they passed by for absolutely no reason and no one would say a thing.
It was only after Karl got close to that those wolves with lower status dared not touch again.
The tornt remained with those with so power like Innocent and her entourage, Mike, the future alpha, and others who had so standing in the pack.
Moreover, because these people were giving Karl so face, they also toned down the tornt and I visited the dungeon fewer tis every month.
I only got slapped and kicked during my chores most of the ti.
"Hey Karl. How are you doing?" I replied with a perfect smile just like before.
"I should be the one asking you that. How are you doing?" Karl asked while running his eyes all over .
Luckily, I was covered with a blanket, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to hide the disgust I was feeling.
Ever since I heard that conversation between Karl and Mike, I always think that they are looking for ways to sleep with and having one of them look at as if appraising rchandise made feel uncomfortable.
Yet, I couldn’t show it.
"I am doing better than before. The doctor said I should stay in bed for a few days for better recovery. I am just worried about getting into trouble for not doing my chores at the pack house." I lanted.
Of course, I wasn’t worried about that, but I couldn’t deny that with the way the alpha and others found issues with everything I do and used various excuses to punish , it was not beneath them to accuse of being lazy and not doing my job while I was recovering.
"Don’t worry about that. I will take care of it." Karl assured and I smiled brightly at him.
"Thanks Karl."
"There is no need to thank . We are friends. By the way, I figured that you will be bored lying down here doing nothing. So, I brought you a laptop. I rember I taught you how to use it. You can use it to pass ti. You don’t need to return it when you leave the hospital. Consider it an apology gift for not being able to protect you well this ti." Karl was really putting a high hat on himself.
Who did he think he was to assign himself as my protector? But the laptop was a welco gift.
I had been interested in computers for a long ti and when Karl taught stuff about business and computers, I asked him to get books on computer science.
Although I only got to read them in the candle light at night when I am done with my chores, I have still read a good number of those books.
The thing is, Karl always thought that I just felt more humanized collecting books. He never believed that I actually read them or understood them.
Since I had learned at a young age to stay low-key and not attract attention to myself, even from Karl whom I considered a friend, I never let him know that I understood those books.
In fact, I just let him think that I was just collecting them for fun. In this way, he bought even more advanced books to make feel better.
Yet, this only expanded my knowledge pool.
Unfortunately, all I knew was theoretical knowledge and hadn’t had a chance to do anything practical.
Now that soone brought the tool I needed for my practicals, how could I not be happy?
"Thank you Karl, you have no idea how I feel lying idle in bed like this."
"Okay, the laptop is connected to a private internet server. So, you can use the internet like I taught you at any ti without worrying." Karl reminded and for the second ti since he walked in, I rolled my eyes inward again.
How much gold did he need to plaster on his face? He has to keep reminding that he was the one who taught , yet he had no idea that before my father was executed, I was already using his computer to play gas and do quizzes online.
It was just that when Karl showed interest in being friends with , I didn’t want to scare him away, so I pretended not to know anything and let him teach .
Yet, now he behaved as if he was my ultimate saviour. How ironic considering his plans for .
But I still appreciated the internet connection. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to do anything useful even with the laptop.
"Thanks for planning everything for ." I said to Karl before he stood up.
"Don’t ntion it. I have to go now. I will co back to see you later." Just like always, he rubbed my head and walked out.
The whole ti Karl was there, Anita and her friend sat on the sofa quietly. Yet he behaved as if he hadn’t seen them. He had a high and mighty attitude as if he was beyond ordinary people’s reach.
I would have admired him if I didn’t know better that his character was rotten to the core.
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