Thick argument

Looking at the stack of documents on the desk, Sebastian inquired, "Are you still busy? I can wait for you to finish up."

"Sounds like Mr handsome doesn't have an appointment today." She chuckled.

"Actually not really, today's Sunday. Ryan is having a Beach Funtime at his beach house and he invited us over." Holding her hands in his, he sighed, "But I don't wanna go."

"Why? You have to be there, it won't look colorful if you ain't there."

"Will my absence stop the fun from booming? It's Ryan's second beach house, apparently he wants us to come see it and in addition to his new marriage life." He sighed before standing up.

Tuckling a strand of hair behind her ear, she remarked, "Okay I get it, you ain't gonna be there because I'm here."

When he nodded like a sad toddler, she chuckled and stood up. "It's alright I'm done with today's chores. I was about going out when I stuck up in my very own music. Before then my elder brother–"

"Is he in town? I do love to see him." Sebastian quickly added.

"No he's not, though he's emphasizing to see you as well. He called some minutes ago, but don't worry, he'll be coming this week. Remember my concert is coming up this weekend." When he nodded his head, she added, "So he'll be coming over with his fiancee."

Slightly scrunching his brows, he inquired, "Is your father not coming as well?" After Jin-joo explained everything about her family and how her mother ended up in the coma, Sebastian felt bad and insisted he meets her father for consolation.

Wrapping her arms around his waist, she placed her head on his chest and sighed in dejection, "I wish dad could make it to my concert, but he can't leave. He's gonna be with mom at the hospital until Dong-Hyun is back."

Running his fingers through her hair, he comforted, "Everything will be alright. I assure you, the person behind your mother's breakdown is going to get sued."

Kissing the top of her head, he added, "Remember what I told you last night,"

Looking at him, she whined, "Seb, it's alright, I don't want to involve you on this, it's a risky plot."

"Do I look like am complaining?" Holding her face in his hands, he gaze into her eyes, "Baby, as long as it involves you, I don't mind. You're my responsibility now, your family is my responsibility too."

"Thanks for being considerate but–"

"Shh, no ifs and buts, okay? You heard what I told you last night. I didn't say it for saying sake, I'm going to do it, and I meant it."

Cupping her face, she smiled, "Thanks Seb, you're the best thing anyone could count on."

Kissing the top of her head, "Hmm, anything for my baby." Glancing at his watch, he remarked, "We have to go now before Ryan grows an horn."

"Or a trunk." She laughed.

.....

Sebastian's place

Walking down the stairs, "Maggie, the garden is a bit rough, please get it cleaned up neatly."

"Yes ma'am." She answered from the backyard.

Ding Dong! The bell rang from outside the mansion.

"Who's it?" Walking towards the door, "Seb, you–" Swallowing the rest of her words with her eyes shockingly opened after seeing an unexpected person.

Shutting the door to his face but he quickly held the doorknob and made his way into the mansion.

Balling her hands into a fist, "What do you want? What are you doing here?" Without waiting for his reply, Petra snapped, "Get out now."

"Petra I–"

Cutting Grayson off, she retorted, "Not a word from you, get out right this minute."

Without saying anything, he went down on his knees. "Petra I know you're completely mad at me, but at least give me the chance to state things out."

"Grayson, there's nothing to state out, absolutely nothing. I don't wanna hear it, I don't wanna know, I don't care, okay? Now please leave before Sebastian or Nelly walks in and find you here."

"They're my kids too, if possibly they come in right now and find me here, it doesn't matter."

Raising her brows, she scoffed, "Are you serious about that? Can you listen to yourself? It doesn't matter, right? I see, don't worry, by the time Seb slit your head to one piece, you'll understand what I meant."

"Petra–" Trying to capture her hands in his but she quickly retrieved from him.

"Please leave me alone, let me be, I don't want you around me, don't you get it?" She snapped.

Standing up, he sighed and inched closer, "Why do you hate me so much? You've not been picking my calls, not even replying to my messages."

"That's because I don't want to mingle with filthy animals. Oh yes, you heard me right Mr filthiness." She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

"Okay I'm filthy, I'll digest that like it was a genuine compliment." He remarked before holding her hand in his.

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