At first, Kevin thought Mr. Lockwood and Xan were just close friends, at most in romantic ambiguity or courtship. But it turned out they're way more intimate than that.
Visiting the set, using affectionate nicknames, and making homemade food? —Xan is definitely Mr. Lockwood's girl!
Xanthea was just puzzled when she heard Orion's words.
Keeping her up so late, they were rehearsing last night; what he said was misleading!
"It's okay.”
"Is your wrist alright?”
Before she could finish, Orion set down the gift box and naturally took her wrist to check it carefully.
His warm palm felt like it had current, making Xanthea instinctively jerk her hand back, “N-no, it's fine.”
"I’m sorry.”
Orion looked at her smooth, unblemished wrist, his eyes filled with deep remorse, "I won't be so rough next time.”
Xanthea: "???”
Kevin: "!!!” Mr. Lockwood, are you sure you can openly say that? Or should he leave you two to it?!
"This is some clothing I bought for you.”
Orion picked up a nearby gift bag and handed it to her.
"Why did you buy me clothes?”
Xanthea took it, puzzled. Before she could open it, she heard him say, "I tore up the one you wore last night. This one's to compensate it.”
Xanthea's hand shook, and the bag was nearly dropped onto the floor.
She slowly looked up at his serene and innocent look. If not for his overly casual tone, she might have suspected he did it on purpose. The man was a master of puns and metaphors.
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