"Little Miss be careful!

" Ang screamed when he saw how Xhemin unintentionally pushed off some log's
away from pile.

Suddenly the place was filled will rolls and thuds!

The logs scattered into different directions making Xhemin lost her stance. Luckily, she was able to take
hold of her balance.

“Ang you scared me to death!” She exclaimed as soon her knees steadied.

“I’m sorry Little Miss, I was just wondering what you were doing behind the logs” Ang explained
apologetically. “Did you hurt yourself? Good thing you didn’t stumble into the mud” He added, referring
to the pool of mud few inches from where she was.

“I’m okay, I just lost a lit bit of my balance” She said while holding on to her knees. Truth was her knees
trembled more of the idea that her grandfather was close to knowing their scrape yesterday than the
fact that she almost stumble brought by Ang’s sudden call.

While she was still gasping for breath due to what happened, she noticed a silhouette beside her.

“Let me see if you are hurt somewhere” Darryl said reaching out a hand to her.

“No, I’m fine!” Xhem panicked and stepped back away from the beast. “I’m okay young master, I’m
okay…ahhh… awwww!”

Thud! Splash!

“Little Miss!” Everyone gasped upon the view of the girl’s fall into the pool of mud. The next thing they
knew the Little Miss was swimming pitifully together with the ducks.

Xhemin thought of how unlucky she was today. She blamed it again to the fact that her encounters with
the beast were all doomed. So, it was not surprising how she embarrassed herself in front of him all the
time. If they end up together in the future, maybe she better gets used to it.

“Young Master are you alright?” Mr. Song rushed to Darryl’s side. Apart from the girl falling into the
mud, what concerned him more was the view of how the incident ruined the young masters clothes.
“I’m sorry young master” Xhemin apologized when she realized that her fall sent splashes of mud to his
expensive clothes. She lowered her head, ashamed.

“What did you just call me?” He asked in an unpleasant tone. It sent tremors to everyone in yard. Was
he mad because of his ruined clothes?

“I didn’t mea-“

“What did you just call me?” He asked again cutting her off.

Xhemin’s head formed lines. Why was beast suddenly asking weird questions?

“Young master…am I supposed to call you with something else?” She hesitated a bit and settled with
another word “…. Coach perhaps?”

She saw how his face dimmed. He dug through her eyes with intensity. Xhemin bit her lips, apart from
ruining his clothes she didn’t understand what drove him soo freaking mad.

She was still lost in her thoughts trying to understand the beast temperament when she felt Darryl
hands to her body. Her body reacted as he heart started beating wildly.

Dug.dug.dug.dug.dug.dug

Darryl’s hands made its way through her back and to the back of her knees. He lifted her from the mud
and started heading out to the cottage’s front door.

Everyone in the yard gaped open in shock. The future emperor of L Empire was carrying a girl in his
arms, who would not be thrilled in such a rare view?

“Young master your clothes….” Mr. Song who was still in astonished managed to utter few words, but
the beast did not spare him any glance at all.
They were few meters away from everyone when Xhemin had the courage to speak. The beast body
carrying hers made her lost for words earlier.

“You don’t really have to carry me, I’m not hurt” She said keeping her eyes low away from his gaze.

“Just pretend that you are hurt because I want to carry you”

His voice was stern and cold. His temper has not abased yet. “Just few weeks away and you forgot my
name? Since when did you learn to call me with another name? Who taught you the word young
master?”

Xhemin was not able to respond. Her emotions were all mixed up she cannot straighten her thoughts.
For the first time, the beast flooded her with so many questions of resentment.

“and yesterday... well that was a nice welcome milady” He added, still resenting.

“I was in a middle of a bet. It was a serious one… I can’t lose with that” She tried explaining though she
knows it was useless provided the situation she was in.

“Did I not tell you not to make bets with your boys again?” He chided out on her.

“How am I supposed to welcome you after weeks of ignoring me?” She lashed back at him, lifting her
eyes to his. The bitterness she tried to hide from him grew pronounced in her eyes. “You didn’t even
bother to call…”

Her answered silenced him.

Xhemin couldn’t believe the words that she uttered. When she realized what she had done, she
withdraw her eyes instantly away from his.

She wanted to bite her nails, felling regretful of the words she said. Too bad they are full of mud. She
was upset of him. Not because of he was a Lagdameo, or with the fact that he was with Collet in the
memorial but for the fact that he did not made a way to contact her. Would not the famous Lagdameo
heir have all the resources to know her details like a phone number?

And here he was resenting her for being so hostile with him when he was the first person who
abandoned her? What does he expect? For her so seek him first? Is that how the world works now? Girl
chasing men?

Darryl pushed the door open when they reached the doorway. Good thing it was not locked from the
inside.

“Where’s your room?” He asked as soon as they were inside.

“First door, upstairs” She answered coldly.

Both were silent after that. For the first time in his life Darryl didn’t know what to do. He regretted all
those phone calls he did not push through. The unsent emails in his mailbox and all the urges he had
tried to suppress all these weeks to contact her. He thought it was for her own good but knowing how
upset she had been made him so remorseful.

It was the first time he cared for a woman, and he didn’t know it would be this frustrating to make a
woman upset.

He was still carrying her when they reached her room. The door was wide open, so he easily slid in and
went straight to the single bathroom. It was a big cottage, so he suspected a Little Missus room would
have a bathroom inside and his suspicion did not fail him.

As soon as they entered the bathroom, he carefully put her in the vintage tub and turned the water on.

“I can wash myself… leave me now” She said slowly, trying to hold back her emotions.

She thought of nothing but the days he waited for his calls and messages. Until now, he didn’t bother to
explain to her why he did not dare to send one. It makes her sad. She was so upset but she also felt that
she had not right to be mad at all. He didn’t promise her anything when she left the Capital. But still, she
did hope he would send her even at least one email or so.

“Just a minute” He said and seated himself in one corner of the tub. For some reasons, he didn’t want to
leave her yet.

Darryl caressed Xhemin’s hair for few minutes. The bathroom was filled with nothing but just the sound
of the water flowing in. If emotions can only be visible, then that too was filling in the bathroom evident
by the heartbeats that they were both sharing.

Looking at the woman he cared the most, Darryl closed his eyes and sighed. He knew he can’t stay in a
woman’s bathroom for long, so he composed himself and brushed the feelings that was drowning him
aside.

He washed her hair for few minutes, feeling the smoothness of every strand of it. He had washed his
sister’s hair before, so the task was not new for him at all. However, seeing how silent she was all
through made his heart ache.

He stood up when he was finished and headed straight out to the door.

Xhemin relaxed when he saw him leave. She caressed the hair that he just washed but she froze when
Darryl halted in front of his bathroom door.

He was still facing the door when she heard him.

“I’m sorry” He said before he pushed the door and left.