This Declaration of War is a Bit Too Ruthless!

Luka was helpless against his girlfriend's coaxing, so he headed over to Ewan's apartment which he hadn't visited in ages. However, he was greeted at the door by a 3-4-year-old girl. With her strength, she struggled to open the door. Luka glanced behind the girl and placed his questioning gaze upon Ewan.

His face was pale and his forehead was covered in sweat. It was obvious he was seriously ill.

Luka was confused by the scene before him as he asked, "Are you okay? This child is...?"

"My sister's child!"

"When did you have a sister?" Luka saw through his lie straight away. "Why does your sister's child look so much like you?"

Ewan smiled, he never expected to be caught red-handed like this.

"My daughter, Moon! Because I had to take care of her, I caught a fever," Ewan lifted the little girl onto the sofa and headed to the kitchen to retrieve a glass of water for Luka. "The auntie that usually takes care of her has caught the flu..."