Chapitre 297: Do You Mean Ray?

"That's a secret," he muttered, his gaze focused on her face.

"You are acting petty again," She said displeasingly. She was about to press the issue further but suddenly rushed into the bathroom when Amos started approaching her.

"Why did she run away?" Amos muttered in confusion.

"And also why did she kiss me like that without any explanations?" He stared at the brown door for a few minutes before he went to the bed with Bacon who was still in his arms. 

Reaching the bed, Amos dropped Bacon on it with great care. He sat close to where the bird lay.

"If you are as magical as Joan says I am sure you must be hearing what I am saying now, right?" Amos asked while staring at the bird whose eyes were closed.

"I know we were never on good terms so it will be understandable if you choose to ignore me," Amos said, his eyes not moving from Bacon's tiny body.