Flower He Couldn't Pluck

CHAPTER 54

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A/N: There's a slight change in Chapter 50. It's not a huge one, so you can just carry on.

And Happy Valentine's Day :)

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THIRD PERSON'S POV

"Wha-?" 

"What do you mean?" Rose asks him in pure shock.

"Why did you throw my phone out?" King notices that now she's not afraid to talk. But, her audacity isn't appreciated by him.

"So you can't contact anyone." He speaks quickly, his patience is running thin.

What happens when a bomb of mixed emotions, out of nowhere, blasts on someone? That someone sees everything at once; the love, the affection, the power, greed, dominance, murders, losing their loved ones, the vengeance, enemies, and again the love. Like a montage of someone's whole life hits at once.

"Stop the car, I want to go home!" Rose demands.

What if that someone starts seeing love as one of his enemies? In his mind, it was the love who demanded things he wasn't ever ready to give. It was the same love that made him do things that were parting him from his revenge. His revenge has always been the closest thing that connected him to his deceased family. He was losing that connection, unknowingly.

"Shut the fuck up." And it was the same love that made him feel like someone whom he assassinated a long time ago. In the same room where his family died.

King blamed his love for her to be the root cause of everything. Only if he never cared for Rose, Andrew would've died. Only if his heart never urged to protect her at any stake, Andrew would've died then and there.

And he accuses Rose of it too.

"P-Please stop the car," Rose pleads this time. And to her surprise, he stops the car.

Rose watched his gaze fixed at the road ahead, she wasn't sure of his next action and his silence was making her anxious.

"Is Joseph your friend?" He asks, more like confirming.

"Y-Yes,"

"And your ex-boyfriend too?" He turns his head to face her, he isn't just casually questioning her.

"Do you know he's a part-time delivery boy?" His questions were rather creepy and dark.

"Why, why are you asking all this?" Rose interrogates slowly, trying to understand his point.

"Hm," King frowns artificially. "You know, the roads of our city are really busy, accidents happen every now and then..."

Rose's eyes go wide as she comprehends what he's trying to say, but still questions, "What do you mean?" Her voice is loud, not because she is trying to establish her courage, but because she's scared and in shock.

He glances at her for a moment or two before taking his phone out, "Finish, Joseph." He speaks through the phone after calling someone.

"What do you mean?" Rose's breathing was getting higher with every second passing by. She looks at him frightfully.

"King?!" She asks desperately, as he's busy doing something on his phone.

She observes his cold face. Finish, Joseph. Her heart starts pounding terribly against her chest. What does he mean? She questions herself. Is he...?