บท 83: Are you a martyr?

"Ahh… I want to misunderstand." Lewis scratched his temple, raising his gaze to the very few people still inside who were coughing. They hastened their movements when they sensed Lewis'

"What's there to misunderstand?" she furrowed her brows and bats her eyes cluelessly. "I told you last night, I prefer your company than anyone."

Devon then cleared her throat as she added, "And the ghost too."

'She will be the death of me,' He whispered internally, letting out a shallow sigh.

"I will ditch my work if you keep saying that," Lewis expressed and clicked his tongue. 

A playful smile resurfaced on her lips. "My orders online arrived today. Do you want to see them? I bought a lot of costumes."

"You…" His eyes narrowed as Devon was getting cheekier by the day. 

Devon giggled, biting her lower lip as talking to him was always a fun time. It would also be nice if he just stayed beside her, but as he said, many people relied on him.