ARCANUM

CHAPTER 14

JENNIE KIM POV

I hate him!

How could he said that to me!

I really really really hate him!

You can't change my mind. I hate him!

I wanted so badly to hit his head or slap him. But I held myself back. I'm so mad at him. But somehow, deep in my heart, I feel like I understand him. I can't believe he was able to say that to me. I know he was also surprised by the words that came out of his mouth. I could see a glimpse of it in his eyes, but he was very good at covering it up. He's a master at hiding his feelings. If my attention had not been fixed on his eyes, it would have been missed.

And if I didn't know the story, I would have pulled out my gun and shot him. Damn! But still, his words offended me. Pierced my heart.

Damn you, Manoban!

I hate you!

After he left my unit, I vented my frustration at the innocent apartment door. I was quite satisfied after slamming the door hard and had a little hope it hit the bastard. Then with long strides, I took off my long coat and draped it on the couch along with my scarf, and went to the kitchen to make some warm chamomile tea to cool down. I guess I need to meditate to calm myself down. Or maybe I need some yoga to calm my mind.

The pleasant smell of chamomile tea goes straight into my nose as soon as I pour hot water into my tea glass. Relieves my beating heart, which is pounding very fast. Once my glass is full of hot water, I lift it, bringing it to my nose. The hot air from the small glass hit my face. Delightful. By doing a scooping motion with my hand, I tried to catch as much scent as possible into my nose. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Oh, how nice the heat and smell of this tea is. In that instant, I felt calm.

Taking a deep breath and holding the hot glass with both hands, I walked to the living area and sat on the couch. Next to my long coat and scarf were. The warmth from the glass that spreads to my hand also helps to calm me down.

Sigh... After taking a sip of the contents of my glass, I let out a long breath while leaning back and staring at the ceiling without thinking anything. I'm probably too tired to think anything. Not long after, I turned my head to my long coat and reached for it to take the elegant black envelope that I got tonight.

I put my glass on the table in front of me to take out the card in my long coat pocket. I pulled it out and carried it in my left hand, then I took my glass again before I leaned back. The card was covered with very beautiful blood-red patterns and gold calligraphy. Gives a luxurious feel. Maybe if someone finds this card in the middle of the road, they will not expect the activities carried out at the address listed.

Reading the card made me think back to Valdo Bykov and everything that happened tonight. Of course, I realized what he was doing to me and how he was peeking at my breast. I automatically looked down at my chest. With my left hand gripping the card, I pulled the top of my shirt to see my chest from above, covered by my black bra more clearly. Then I sighed and took off the top of my shirt and hung my arm by my sides.