Chapter 5

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Benefits?

At dawn everything is silent. All you can hear is the loud sound of sneakers hitting the treadmill at regular intervals. The number 6.23 KM is seen on the board, and it is increasing. The young man reaches his goal, his body and face are full of sweat. His large hands take a small towel to clean themselves and then leave it in the same place. Right now he's thinking about... what happened the night before.

His face changed as the image of the person who was about to gasp briefly entered his head. His hands gripped his neck tightly. He almost killed Hin. This thought makes his body shiver quickly, not from exhaustion or emotion, but from a deep fear of what his hands might one day do. Tul thought for a moment that he should see a doctor. He should control his mental state so that there are no problems, but due to the status he has as a member of the Metthanan family, he cannot. Gornhin is the only one he can trust. He is the only one to whom he can show himself. The boy who is still asleep in his bed. The young halfbreed had to move quickly to touch the tip of his nose to confirm that there was still breathing. He wanted to wake him up to be sure, but Tul knows he needs to rest, at least since he acted like a beast the night before. But there is one thing that young Tul has always wondered...

Why does he tolerate all this? For what he received?

As the two children grew up, little Gornhin had an upbringing just like his. A world-famous school with expensive tuition, even though he is just the son of a serf. Because he made this request to his father every time he received an award or recognition to improve the reputation of the school or the family, he didn't ask for praise, he never asked for anything, except...

“Father, let Hin come and study with me.”

He only asked for one thing... no matter where he went or what he did, Hin would always be with him. Tul would only see it as a reward for his effort. Because in his entire life he has never received anything good. He has a good elite education, because his grandmother still cared about his social reputation, no matter how embarrassed she is by his mixed-race grandson in front of her friends. Of course, all this must be rewarded with excellent behavior and unsurpassed academic results, otherwise there would be sanctions. Regardless of what he did, he had to fight to show off and have room to breathe.

What is leniency? This is something Tul doesn't know, because Tul never had any hope of receiving it, so he never knew. To be rewarded he must show results, otherwise it would have just been... a loss. This kind of thinking makes Tul see his close confidant in a different light. He gave him what he gets because he wants him to remain his confidant, but there were moments when the young man knew there was actually something more between the two of them. They have been together for more than 10 years, there is more than a simple master-subordinate relationship between him and the servant. Even if he doesn't want to accept it, but Gornhin is the person who kept him alive until now. Even if his parents died in front of him, he probably wouldn't feel anything, but if he were...

“What the hell am I thinking?”

Tul rejects this idea, he doesn't want there to be any weakness, anything that weakens him, he will eliminate everything.

“It's only because it's useful to me.”

He concluded for himself. He didn't expect Hin to get into his bed, but now he helps him put up with the Metthanan family.

Whoever is having these thoughts stops the car and takes the towel to dry the sweat at the moment.

BrrrrBrrrrr..... Brrrrrrrbrrrrr

Tul takes the phone. He doesn't have to look who it is, because he knows who the caller is at this early time in the morning.

“What is it, troublemaker?”

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