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Warning: Blood
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Author's Pov:
Now Pete was at a loss to describe the situation.
After all, an Emperor was sitting cross-legged on the floor, with Pete sitting on the sofa.
Vegas' hands were currently busy wiping Pete's dirty fingers, but because of the wound on the back of his hand, Pete winced when touched.
Pete was still sobbing from crying earlier, but he was fine. Simply put, all the annoyance in his heart began to subside. Although Pete was still sure that he would still throw Rosella into the river if they met.
For some reason, Pete was a bit emotional now when he remembered the evil 'main character'.
Even though Pete wanted to cry again, But he started to get scared because of Vegas' cold aura. The man hadn't said anything since they came into this room.
Vegas may not talk much like someone with chronic toothache, but in a situation like this Pete is also a bit awkward.
Whenever Pete is with Vegas, he also becomes quite as in term of takling a gecko is better at answering than Vegas.
WHACK!
Pete reflexively pulled his hand away when he saw Vegas holding the scissors.
He was afraid that Vegas would decide to cut Pete's hand so that the wound would heal faster.
Who knows what this silent, psychopath Emperor was thinking!
However, Vegas instead cut thin plaster with soft material. Pete's wound was really just peeling skin. There was not much blood there, but it sure hurt if Pete used it to hit again.
It's so quiet.
I am sure if I farted I'd hear it.
Pete quickly shook his head at the weird thought.
He cleared his throat for a moment before saying, "Thank you, Your Highness. Sorry to bother you. I should have called a servant to treat this wound."
Vegas lifted his head to look at Pete's swollen eyes from tears.
As far as Vegas could understand, he didn't like it when this omega cried. So when Pete smiled faintly at him, Vegas nodded his head.
"No need. I used to get hurt a lot from training too," Vegas explained, making Pete tilt his head in confusion.
Is Vegas trying to say Pete's weakness is justified?
"Maybe I got carried away by my emotions, that's why I accidentally hurt my own hand," Pete explained while looking at the plaster stuck to the back of his hand. Not to mention the bruises and swelling Pete got.
Of course, this isn't Porsche's fault. Pete himself asked that Porsche not hold back its power.
"What is it?"
Pete looked at the wound on his hand with a blank expression. "I guess I'm not fit to be Empress."
The sound of the clock ticking became a bit heavy to hear. Especially for Pete who felt that time was passing so fast. The faster the time passed, he felt that his life as Pete was becoming useless.
It doesn't change anything.
Vegas was seen tidying up the equipment around him. It was obvious that Vegas was an organised person. He would put things back where he got them without a problem. If it was Pete, he would have to use a ruler first to put the things in the same place.
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