I love you till the end, Mr. Buenavista

Samarra awoke right away after hearing Ezekiel’s curse.

“Are you okay, Kiel?”

As he stared at her, Ezekiel uttered a soft curse.

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“Are you mad, Kiel?”

Samarra was surprised when Ezekiel shrugged as she held his arm. She could hear his violent breathing. Samarra wanted to look back but seemed like a statue in time. She swallowed nervously.

Gosh! What’s going on?

“Don’t talk to me, and don’t even try to touch me.”

She was looking at Ezekiel. She no longer understood what Ezekiel was asking for because he was okay before she fell asleep earlier. Although she felt deprived, she was still able to ask questions.

“Kiel did-”

“Get out!”

“Huh,”

“I said. Get out!”

She closes her eyes at the force of his scream. She was caught in her chest. When she heard it again, Ezekiel’s inevitable swearing? She could see the fury in her mouth. She could not move in her chair. She did not know how to behave correctly.

“Fix yourself and leave.”

Though perplexed, she still obeyed Ezekiel’s command. Yes, it is not a request but an order. Samarra wrote frustration all over her face. Before she went down, she glanced at Ezekiel again.

“Good day, Miss Samarra!!”

Her chest heaved in shock. She could not believe what she saw. She counted the counterparts in a row. That’s over twenty.

“What are they doing?” nothing inside of her erupted. At the same time, looking at those in front, still bent over.

She felt someone walk up to her; she didn’t bother to look back at it. Because she only knew it was Ezekiel. Tsk, after shouting at her earlier. Now, will be hugged as if nothing happened inside.

“Welcome to our humble home, Babaysot,” Ezekiel whispered.

You see, he used to be angry with her. Now, he looks in a good mood again. Tsk, this one is bipolar.

“Isn’t that too, OA?”

Her family was well-off, but they didn’t have many servants. Her mother instilled in her the importance of doing household chores and not relying on others.

She no longer heard Ezekiel answer. Because she also saw that Uncle Calvin and Aunt Lorraine were walking toward them.

“Oh, Samarra. You look even more stunning now,” said Aunt Lorraine as she approached. She smiled and responded with a hug. Even when Aunt Lorraine was kind to her, she treated her like a real child.

“Sam, your Aunt Lorraine and I are busy, so we didn’t come to pick you up,” Uncle Calvin apologized to her after hugging her.

“I understand, Uncle Calvin. I know you are busy too.”

“Oh, come on, and let’s go inside to eat. You are tired and hungry, Sam,” Uncle Calvin greeted them. Uncle and Aunt went inside the mansion first.

Aunt Lorraine and Uncle Calvin were naturally kind as if they were her second parents. He really couldn’t understand where Ezekiel inherited its freshness and conceitedness. Because based on its parent’s habits. They don’t seem to be like that.

Samarra had just entered the mansion. She noticed immediately. The whole house is well made from the outside to the inside and beautiful. The Engineering and Architect are excellent. Well, blended color combinations. The interior of the house is well organized. Furniture, carpets, and furniture are not lightly. Obviously from another country. The Egyptian-inspired ceiling also grabs attention.

She let out a deep sigh. Irritation was written all over her innocent face. She was looking for Ezekiel’s brother. But it seemed to have no intention of recognizing her. If earlier at the airport. She understood but now. No! Tss.

“Relax, you’re too obvious.”

She turned to Ezekiel as he tapped her on the shoulder. She noticed his grin, which seemed to tease.

“Excuse me?” She raised an eyebrow at him.

“Don’t me, Babaysot.” He smirked.

“I’m not-” she defended instantly, although she couldn’t understand what Ezekiel was saying to her.

“Yes, you are. Miel,” Ezekiel interrupted what she was going to say and pinched her nose.

She looked at him intently. Why does she seem like an open book that Ezekiel is soaked in? She was just a simple gesture he knew very well.

“Zeke and Samarra, sit down so we can eat,” Aunt Lorraine called.

At this moment, they were eating quietly. Samarra and Kiel were sitting next to each other in the chair opposite. Aunt Lorraine and Uncle Calvin were in the corner until that moment; Kiel’s brother was still not there.

Samarra felt annoyed, as if Ezekiel’s brother had no intention of appearing to her. She thought that she was the only one who wanted to marry them. She hopes she doesn’t just come here to the Philippines.

“Miel, might the steak you’re eating be ground?” said Ezekiel as he looked at the steak she had sliced.

“Huh?” she looked at Ezekiel. She saw the shaking of his head.

“I said, your steak looks like it’s been ground.”

She looked at the steak on her plate; she didn’t realize that she tightened her grip on the steak knife and sliced the meat into small portions.

“Ahhh!” At the same time, she forced a smile and resumed eating.

“Mom, where is Zach?” Ezekiel asked Aunt Lorraine.

“He’s busy.” Aunt Lorraine forced a smile at her.

“Ahmm …, Samarra, forgive Zach if he’s not right now. There’s just something important to take care of. No, worries. He will see you later,” Aunt Lorraine explained to her.

“Sam, don’t you want to stay here?” Uncle Calvin asked.

“Ah, I want to, but is it okay for me to go to the penthouse first. Even just for two days?” Samarra politely pleaded.

“Yes, of course, Sam. You can stay anywhere.” She smiled and nodded at Aunt Lorraine.

“Sam, Zach has something ready for you on the roof deck at seven o’clock in the evening.”

She nodded and resumed her meal, clearly in Aunt Lorraine’s actions. That made her feel better, so she wouldn’t look for Zachary. She felt a tinge of annoyance in those moments. Zachary’s lack of regard for her time irritated her.