Chapter 267 - Home In Molave 13

"Can't you at least explain why were you pretending that I am your girlfriend?" 

Hayri's lips curved into a smile in thinking how Jane went into the ride. "Because I love it that your kissing me and pretending I am also your boyfriend."

Jane twisted a fatty layer of his skin at the side, and he winced in pain. "Is this how I should pay the kiss?"

"Shut up. Hayri, please. I'm not kidding."

"Okay, okay. My reason is that I don't want Markus to set his eyes on you. He always has ways to get what he wants. And you know the kind of personality he has."

Jane snapped in annoyance. "And do you think I could fall on just anybody? Do you think I'll grab any chance to earn an admirer?"

"I know, but I just want to be sure."

"Hayri, you're childish."

"Call me whatever you like. It's fine with me."

"Okay, fine," Jane held out her hands in surrender and shrugged, "It's already late, and we must go to sleep."

"I'll be sleeping here on the couch," Hayri said, stretching both of his legs and laid it on top of the armrest.

"What?" Jane's eyes popped up wide as he stared at her.

"You heard me correctly."

"Hayri, I need privacy. I don't --"

"...sleep with clothes on," Hayri continued it for her. "The more I have reasons to stay here. What if Markus would steal in and see you n.a.k.e.d?"

"You're paranoid."

"Just being protective."

Jane sighed in frustration, and Hayri felt guilty. "Okay, I'll go to my room and promise me that you will wear a complete set of decent sleepwear."

"Okay. I'll check later."

Jane quickly changed into a set of leggings and shirt before she slid into the bed. She did not lock the door intentionally because she knew that Hayri would really be true to his words. A few minutes after, Hayri did come back indeed, to check on her. She felt flattered.

"Let me see."

"No."

"I'll kiss you."

"No."

"Then, let me see."

Hayri's face lit up into a warm smile when he saw what Jane wore. "Good night, Jane."

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Exhausted throughout the day, Jane drifted into sleep as soon as she closed her eyes. It was already late in the night, and the whole premises was silent. No one stayed in the coffee shop, perhaps because everyone went into different mountain adventures the resort offered, and they were all exhausted.

As all lights were all turned off, a dark figure appeared from the exit and turned off the lights in the corridors. He scanned his eyes from right to left, and when he saw that he was safe, he went straight and stopped in front of Jane's room. Holding a gadget in his hand which emitted a red light, he pointed it into the doorknob. He then twisted the doorknob, and it swung open.

Once inside the room, he pulled up a bottle from his pocket. With steps as light as a feather, he walked towards the bed and sprayed the bottle's content into Jane's face. He waited for a few minutes before he pulled out a piece of wet wipes. He gently wiped out the trace of the liquid solution in her face, and after seeing that Jane was fast already in a deep sleep, he shook up Kyle's shoulders.

Perhaps used to this situation, Kyle's eyes flew wide and saw his dad. He got up from the bed silently, then threw himself to his dad. 

"Dad, teacher Jane is asking me already about why I am not missing you. How can I tell her dad that you are visiting me every night?"

Dr. Charles smiled and rubbed his son's head. "Son, please bear with me. Someday soon, we will be together again."

"Dad, will you also visit me in the city? I've heard that we will be going back to the city the next day."

"Of course, son, but I won't be seeing you often, I will be here until the project is done. What I am doing now is for the justice of your mother and of your grandparents."

"I understand."

"Anyway, I'm just a call away. Please help me keep our secret."

"You can trust me, dad."

Dr. Charles pulled out something from his jacket. It looked like a toy, the size of an a.d.u.l.t's fist. A furry cloth covered the item like the head of a stuffed toy, adorned with two large eyes.

"Is this what you told me about, dad?"

"Yes. You may use the phone only when you have listeners, but in talking to me secretly, use this gadget. Just press the button if you want to talk to me or when you are in danger. It will send me an alarm."

"Dad, what if I forget to bring this?"

"You should not. This is the thing that binds you to me. Wear it always on your wrist." Dr. Charles demonstrated its usage to Kyle, pointing to the flickering, black figures afterward.

"You can disguise this as your watch."

Kyle nodded as he moved his wrist with excitement. He then flung his arms around his father's neck.

"Dad, be careful always."

"I will. Stay safe also. Are they good at you?"

"Yes, they are all nice people."

Charles hugged his son once more, and he stood up to leave. It won't be long until the spray loses its power. As quiet as to how Kyle came out of his side of the bed, he also slipped back in the same way. Dr. Charles then closed the door, leaving no trace of his appearance.

Jane woke up to the sunlight glaring at her face. She was always an early riser, but she noticed that these past days, she often overslept. She slowly got up from her bed, and her gaze fell on Kyle. The sight of him sleeping well brought a smile to her lips. An idea crossed her mind that if ever, she wouldn't get married, she would ask Mr. Blacksmith to adopt him legally. Through that way, she could already have a lifetime companion. 

Her mind went to Hayri's teases on her. She knew he wasn't that sincere. He was just bored in life like her. Theirs was just a mere friendship, and she should inculcate it in her mind. As the night's memories of him flashed through her mind, her eyes fell on the wrist of Kyle.