บท 394: PICKING UP A DRESS...

"It is weird...is not it?"

Ross implored, with a mischievous smile on his face. Kian did not understand. He did not like one moment of his time sharing his space with Ross but he was bearing it all for the sake of his wife.

"A few weeks ago, you could not control your rage to kill me alive and here, we are sharing a room and today you bought me food and medicine. "

Ross elaborated. Kian narrowed his eyes at him and shook his head in denial.

"Tinsley gave it, not me."

"But you agreed to bring it for me...have you ever thought you could do that the first time you knew who I m?"

Ross counter-questioned him. Kian did not know what to say. He was not liking the fact that he was conversing with his arch-nemesis.

"You do not have to say anything. In fact, I do not know what to say to life either way...but one thing is clear."

"And what could that be?"

Kian asked, after a moment of silence. Ross gave him a genuine smile.