CHAPTER 33: OLD TALE: THE RESORT
The commotion in the hall of that red house got intensified when Ronald's head didn't stop bleeding and the madam needed to call first aider to the nearest pharmacy to take care of his head. Ronald was cursing nonstop venting his anger on the madam while the others could only stare in interest and laugh. All of them were amused how the icy and silent Milac actually gets angry moreover, he could unhesitatingly hit a customer up front if he's angered. It was truly a show. But the talk of the town was worriedly tending his lovers burned back by the hut behind the bustling red house. The hut didn't change after all these years, cramped and small but the magnolia scent coming from Plim's things was still soothing Milac every time he stays the night here. But he ignored it since he was more
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