Chapter 4.3
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I went back to sleep and forgot what I had seen. The next day, I went to Rett's house again. I first saw a woman who had smooth skin and a beautiful face.
She was sitting on the veranda and talking to aunt Maricel. Is she Lucy? She is beautiful. Her body is curvy and I love it. Unlike me, who is fat. I suddenly felt smaller and didn't seem to want to go on, but uncle Evren saw me and called me.
“Kapilan!” I forced a smile to see that they were all looking at me. "Come here, hija," uncle Even said. Even though I was shy, I stepped closer to them. "Lucy, this is Kapilan. Rett's childhood friend." I looked at Lucy and saw her smile. It was so warm.
She was happy to see me. She stood up and approached me.
"So this is Kapitana. Rett always tells stories about her." I was a bit shocked by what she said. Really? Is Rett telling her about me? My heart was somehow happy even though his girlfriend, Rett's girlfriend, was in front of me.
"Kapilan is beautiful. Rett is right aunt, uncle.. She's pretty." I'm a little embarrassed by her compliments, but she’s right because I won't allow myself to not be beautiful in everyone's eyes.
"By the way, have a seat, Kapilan. I want to bond with you too." I smiled at Lucy. My lips moved because she's pretty and kind.
I thought she had a bad attitude. It's easy for me to hate her if she has. Especially since I still plan to seduce Rett.
"Girls, we really need to go." Aunt Maricel said with a smile.
"Take your time so you can get to know each other." She added before clinging to uncle's arm and leave completely.
When they disappeared in front of us, I turned to Lucy. She was still smiling and amazed as she stared at my face. "You're like a barbie doll..." She commented. I puffed up my cheeks to hide the smile on my lips. What the heck.
She must have a bad attitude, so it's easy for me to hate her.
"I heard you like Rett?" The smile on my lips disappeared when she said that. I am confused because she seemed unbothered. I don't know why she is still smiling. By now, she knows that my reaction confirmed that I do like Rett.
"Don't worry, I'm not mad. Rett and I are just a new couple. I think it's been about 3 months," she says.
"Why aren't you angry?" I asked in surprise.
"Why would I get mad?" She asked with a laugh. Why not?
"I mean, it's a given. Rett is rich and handsome. So it's no wonder that someone likes him, especially you, who is his friend.”
“But-
“Shh. It's fine, Kapilan. You can like him whatever you want. I will not stop you." She smiled. "I can help you to make him like you back." Huh? What did she say?
I was about to speak when Grant came out and Lucy and I looked at him together. Our gaze met and I saw his eyes twinkle as he stared at me.
"My pri-/Why are you smiling like an i***t, Grant?" Lucy couldn't finish what she was going to say when I spoke. Wait! What will she say? My pri- what?
I looked at Lucy and saw that her eyes were wide as she looked at me.
"Why are you addressing-"
"Ma'am Lucy!" Lucy interrupted what she was going to say again when Grant called her.
I saw Grant looking at Lucy seriously.
And Lucy is also staring at Grant. It was as if they were talking between their gazes. Do they know each other?
"Sir Rett is calling you." Grant nodded calmly, then approached me. He simply grabbed my elbow and Lucy followed him with a look.
I looked at Grant, who was only looking at Lucy. I pulled my elbow away from him so he looked at me. I raised my eyebrows at him.
"Excuse me," I said. "Why are you holding my elbow?" I said, frowning.
But he just held back a smile. "Please don't forget that I have a video of you doing something lewd in the kit-"
I immediately covered Grant's mouth before he could finish what he was going to say. I shyly looked at Lucy who was now staring at the floor tiles. "Lucy," I called her, but she was no longer smiling. The smile disappeared from her lips. Lucy tried to smile again when she saw that I was surprised by her reaction. "Y-Yes?" She said.
I was about to speak when I felt Grant's hand wrap around my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Nothing! Bye!” I said and dragged Grant outside while my hand was still in his mouth covering it. Sorry Lucy, I'm just going to kill this bastard.
We got out of the house and went straight to Galvez's garden. Only then did I let go of Grant. Instead of being annoyed, I saw happiness in his eyes.
"When are you going to stop teasing me, Grant?"
"I didn't do anything bad to you." Wow! My jaws were left open because of what he said. What do you mean by anything?
"I’m so fvcking tired," he said. I raised an eyebrow at him. So what?
He approached me and immediately pulled me closer to him. He buried his face in my neck, which shocked me.
His breathing became heavy and that's when I noticed that he had a wound on his shoulder that made me nervous. "What happened to your shoulder? Why do you have a wound?” He didn't answer me. He just gave me his weight. Good thing I'm fat and I can carry his weight.
I can also feel his breath. When I touched him again, I realized that he was burning with fever. "Grant, you have a fever." I told him but he didn't react.
"Come in, Grant, so you can rest in your room."
He shook his head and hugged me tighter.
"Let me stay here. No one will take care of me inside. I don't know what medicine to take or how to clean the wound on my shoulder."
"Why do you have a wound?" I'm also nervous about his situation and don't know what to do. "I'm sorry, captain. I can't tell you..”
I put his hand on my shoulder and led him to our house. There is no one with us because my parents are not there. Philip was also not there because he had to go to his friend's house.
There were only servants in the house. I immediately asked them to help me get Grant up to my room. I laid him on my bed. Luckily, my bed is big. I immediately got the medicine and wipes for Grant's wound.
I took off his sleeveless clothes and saw his muscular body. But I didn't have time to see how beautiful his body was because my attention immediately went to his wound.
This did not come from a gunshot. Is it a knife wound? Sword? Or from the bow? I can't tell. I looked at Grant, whose face was wrinkled, probably because of the pain. Where did you get that, Grant?
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