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Chapter 18 - I'm Tired😞

THIRD PERSON'S POV:

After P'Mint left the house, Saint was staring at his phone like he's waiting for someone to call him and explain himself why he lied to him. But knowing that person, he will not call him unless Saint initiated the call.

He don't know what to feel after he saw P'Mint in front of his house knowing that Perth's manager told him that P'Mint was going with them. He feels so betrayed and worried at the same time. He doesn't know what was Perth and his manager thinking for them to lie about that.

'I'm getting tired.... I don't know anymore... ' Saint thought. He feels tired about everything. He's tired of competing with Chompoo, he's tired of playing cat and mouse with Perth for the past weeks and most importantly he's tired of his feelings and playing this pretending games with Perth.

Can he just go back in the time where he still doesn't know Perth and where Perth doesn't know he existed? Why in the hell did he enter this kind game? Obviously, this question have been lingering inside his head for quite some time now but everytime Perth does something for him, he almost forgot his real 'role' in this.

He took a deep breath and search Perth's name in his contacts before pressing the call button. He held his breath for almost a minute before someone answered the phone.

"Hello Perth! " He bit his lips when he doesn't hear any response from him.

He waited for a few seconds and was about to speak again when he heard voices on the other side of it.

"Are you okay now? " Saint was sure that this voice belongs to Perth

"Yeah, you took care of me so I'm fine already... " Wait---Chompoo?!

"Does it still hurt? "

"No, not anymore... Maybe if you could just stay here and hug me for a little bit then the pain will go away. "

Saint can't listen to it anymore and hung up the phone. Tears are already flowing down on his cheeks. Muffled sobs can be heard in the entire house.

Meanwhile back in Chompoo's house, Perth was staring blankly after what Chompoo said to him.

"Very funny... But I have no time to play those dirty jokes to you. "

Chompoo shivered from the coldness of his voice. She wants to curse Saint because of him HIS Perth suddenly changed his attitude towards her.

"What if I'm not joking... " She muttered. She was fumbling the hem of her dress and was looking down.

Perth rolls his eyes and went to the living room to clean up her mess.

She watches him go around her house throwing away trashes and cleaning the dishes. She smiled at the thought that suddenly pops in her head.

"You know, you will be a great husband... I really want a husband like you. " Her voice at the end is very seductive. But Perth didn't bought it.

"Oh yeah? Well that's not what my husband told me... I can be very handful. " He said still shaping his back to her.

"I think he doesn't appreciate you like I do. I knew you very well and he... I bet he didn't even know your likes and dislikes especially in a person. " Chompoo said.

"That's where you're wrong... He already knows me very well... And I know him like he's an open book... Easy to read. I'm done talking to you go to sleep now goodnight. "

Chompoo wants to offer her bed to him but once she saw that Perth was already in the couch, she dismissed the thought and went to sleep with tears in her eyes gripping the sheets tightly.