Kapitel 113: Bide Time

Knock, knock, knock.

Kim's knock disrupted Carl's thought. Sliding the phone into his pocket, he opened the door.

With her brows furrowed, she began, "What's wrong?"

"Will be starting work on Monday and might not be able to go to the gym regularly. I hope you won't stop going because of that. Learn the basics, at least." He reported calmly like the situation earlier never occurred.

"Really? I thought you didn't need to go to work? But is that the reason you look pale?"

He avoided her questioning eyes as he rubbed his cheeks. "I'm just tired."

"Are you sure you're not sick?"

"I'm good. Let's go sit."

"Sure," she said, moving out of his way. She knew he wasn't telling her everything. He seemed so lost when he walked in, but she did not want to push him for answers again while it may be that she was curious.

Burned out, he sat. He chewed over the fact that he would be working for the Stans. Kim stood by the side, observing him.