Chandler Alexander : Alexander's Legacy (Possesive Series : Book 5)

The Different One

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Chandler Alexander's P.O.V.

"You knew" i flatly stated while he tells me how his parents work for my father.

Its obvious but him saying it just seems more validating.

He pause before he slowly smile, for someone who knows about the work of his parents he sure smiles a lot.

He nodded as he sips from his cup of tea before verbally answering me.

"Well yeah mama and papa didn't actually bother hiding it from me, isa pa they're only nurses they are not that big of a deal" he response light heartedly and shrugging ever so lightly.

"They are" i said after analizing his expression. Not that big of a deal stated should not be used in such situation. Every member of our familia matters equally. Nurses is not just nurses.

Natigilan siya sandali bago muling ngumiti "im sorry ofcourse they are, what i mean is, my parents dont really need to hide it from me because your family will protect us if needs be"

I never heard anyone say such thing, how can he see someone who kills for a living and give them such a flowery worded sentences.

Or maybe they didn't tell him, that even nurses kill sometimes when there are too many missions to do.

Must be.

I nodded my head agreeing with that last part of his words.

He stare for at me for a moment and i stare back meeting his eyes that swirl with too much amusement and curiousity.

Curiousity can kill him did he not know that?

"Have anyone told you that eyes are the window of humans soul?" He suddenly said with a small smile, his point finger twirling on the rim of his cup.

My eyebrow raise up a little, can he be anymore random?

"right now your eyes are telling me that you dont trust me still and you're still unsure if you should be sitting in my living room drinking tea right?" He said playfulness swirling around his light orb eyes.

It intrigue me, he's not wrong but he's not right either,sitting here is my choice and if he do anything that i wont like i can just kill him.

I lean forward sizing him up "and how would you know that?" For some reason he pique my interest, he's...different, why is he not scared of me if he knew what person i grow up to be.

We're not kids, he's not that naive, is he?

His smile widen at the same time that his eyes lit up "well im a double-certified Attending Physician specializing in trauma surgery and cardiothoracic surgery in Fatebenefratelli Isola Tiberina at rome but i was a former psychiatrist before i became a trauma surgeon" he proudly stated.

I'm impressed, but most of all it surprise me how well he spoke in english and tagalog when all his life he lives in italy.

He chuckle all of a sudden making my eyebrow twitch, i can feel myself getting annoyed already, he keeps smiling and laughing.

"I impressed you" he stated giving me that look...it says dont even try to deny it i can read you very well

For some reason i scoff and show some annoyance in my face.