Chapter 16: Chapter 16

XYLON had no intention of speaking to me. He’s dining his meal all by himself. These few days that we've been together, he always invites me to eat. I guess, not today.

Alright, it's my fault. What can I do for him to forgive me? Oh, damn him! If he wants this silent treatment, then so be it. After all, it's annoying when he teased me.

I closed my eyes in frustration when I passed by him and he didn't react a bit. I took a plate and sat in front of him. This is good. No one will bother me again. I'll wait until Fiore comes back. Two days from now, Fiore will be here and will take me as his wife. I will remain hopeful.

Xylon concentrated on his food like he’s all alone in this ancestral house. ‘Fine. Let's do this! This is cold war!’

The arse didn't even look at me. He did not change his motion. I'm just like an invisible girl in front of him.

“Hey!” I tried to catch his attention to no avail.

I annoyed him by sticking out my tongue but still did not affect him. I look like a fool here, ah.

I started eating. I have to take care of myself even if Fiore isn't here. I also increased the food in my mouth so that I could finish easily. My forehead creased. Damn! What kind of food is this? It's so spicy! It looks delicious the way he garnished it. Combination of pork and white sauce, probably coconut milk. There were greenish garnishes around and I didn't notice that they were chilis, damn it! The sharpness! And the taste. Sh*t! It was so good. This arse is really good in the field of cooking. If he’s my husband, I might even forget the word ‘diet’. If he cooks and serves me recipes like this every day, I might end up obese after ten years. ‘Wait! Did I just consider him as my husband?’ I scolded myself and erased all the abnormal thoughts about him.

‘Yes. Stop thinking, Miranda! Just eat!’

I continued digging my food. I'm soaked in sweat. I was so damp that even the valley between my breasts was getting wet. Added the thickness of the shirt I'm wearing.

I tried to pull my shirt and create some air. But that didn't help. I looked at the man complacently eating in front of me. He has a high spicy tolerance that didn't affect him and in fact, savouring every bite.

"Hey!" I said while chewing. I just wanted to appreciate the food and tell him it's good. But he still didn't look at me. "Hey, Xylon!" I snapped again while my fingers were flickering. But it was as if I was just talking in the air.

I let out a long sigh. Fine! He wants this. Our cold war is on. Am I the only one childish here or him being immature?

I still feel so hot. If I could only find a swimming pool here, I would probably have dived.

I glanced at Xylon. Nothing seems to affect him at all. Okay! I surrendered to myself and stood up and changed my clothes inside my room because I was sweating. There's the pink baby doll garment scattered on top of my dresser. That's what I immediately put on and decided to come back and finish eating. I don't know what the ingredients of that recipe are but it's like I craved to indulge more of it.

I walked back to the table and sat in front of Xylon. When he lifted his head, he suddenly choked on his own. He stood straight at the cupboard where the pitcher of water was. He turned around and poured water and when he lowered the glass, I saw that it was immediately empty.

What's his problem? Did he choke himself because of the chilli? It was only then that he felt the sharpness of what he was eating, eh, his plate was almost empty. I continued eating. When I swallowed, I gnawed the spiciness as it flowed through my throat and I felt like choking too. I got up from my chair to get a glass of water as well.

Xylon was still so engrossed in whatever it was when I snatched the pitcher from him and was startled as if he had seen a ghost. My arm accidentally bumped at him.

I gave him the stare and poured some water into the glass and immediately drank. In my peripheral vision, Xylon was still watching me.

"Ahhh... that’s so good...." I said while my eyes were closed, dropping the empty glass on the cupboard. When I opened my eyes, I looked at the person next to me. It was as if he had turned to stone. His cheeks were very red and her mouth was still open. I just glared at him and turned my back to get back to the table.

Sometime later, I felt Xylon's presence. I turned around and saw that he was beside me and standing. I raised my head. He wasn't looking at me but his jaw was tense and his fists were clenched.

"Do you think I can immediately forget the damage you have done to the books I have collected? Even if you still wear that or even if you undress in front of me, I will never touch you again, Miranda. Even if you beg or even if you kneel, I will never approach you again! "When he said those words he quickly left the house.

So compared to his f*cking books, I was nothing to him? Even if he was my ‘first’ instead of Fiore? Even if he hurt me and destroyed our relationship with his best friend? I was nothing at all to him? He took advantage of me because I was useless and pathetic?

‘Was that it, Xylon? Bullsh*t! Why does it hurt so much?

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