"Master Brian, what are you doing?" Bun struggled to retreat from his embrace, but ended up touching Brian's wounded wrist, which made him gasp with pain.
So Bun didn't dare move for fear that she would touch his wound again. This is ridiculous, she thought.
"Bun, don't move. Just let me hold you for a moment."
The sweet murmur of Brian's voice in her ear, softened Bun's heart, so she stopped moving.
Brian held her even tighter.
After a while, he retreated from the embrace, holding onto Bun's shoulder with the one good arm. "You don't understand Bun. I took Sarah to the hotel not to have sex with her, but to give me an opportunity to see you."
Bun was surprised and wanted to ask something, but she controlled herself.
Brian continued his explanation, "My grandfather wanted me to spend some time with Sarah. So I devised a plan, so that I could see you. I took her to the hotel and put a sleeping drug in her water. Now she's sleeping and won't wake up until four hours have passed. Now, I'm here with you, my beautiful flower."
"Master Brian, I..."
"I know what's on your mind. You care about me, so trust me. I will never marry Sarah." Brian interjected, placing his good hand on her cheek.
"But lovers cannot be happy without the blessing of their families. What will we do if your grandfather protests to our marriage? If he doesn't like me, I..." Bun averted her eyes to the ground. Tradition was important to both of them, and she feared that their love would not be able to withstand the pressures of it.
"It doesn't matter. He will accept you for who you are. You'll see." Brian said reassuringly, lifting her face to meet his. He moved closer
And kissed Bun. Bun felt the chemistry and the electricity that flowed between them. Brian did truly love her.
"Bun, promise me that you won't give up. I don't care about your background, I love you." He said, stepping back from the kiss.
"I love you too."
She responded, looking into his eyes.
Although she had doubts earlier, she decided to take a chance on her happiness. She wasn't going to give up on Brian no matter what.
"Bun, let's go to the cinema! We've never been. Would you like that?"
Brian wanted to use this chance to take Bun out on a date. After this, he would have to go back home and heaven knows when he would be able to see her next.
"Okay." Bun was happy to hear that, but she needed to ask for permission first.
She told Brian this and he responded, "Well, you go ask Linda first. Give me your phone and I'll ask Charles." Brian caressed Bun's cheek, with a glint of sweetness in his eyes.
But coldness replaced sweetness as soon as Bun left. He made a phone call to Charles, "Hi, are you on your way home? I'm at your home now and I have some questions." "I'm just driving in. Meet me in the study." Charles responded.
Brian hung up the phone. The dialogue between the two men was brief. Charles knew Brian's questions were about Bun.
Five minutes later.
In the study of Mu clan.
Charles sat on the sofa while Brian stood carelessly at the door, "Charles, do you have a cigarette?"
"No. Why would I? You know I don't smoke." Charles answered.
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