Ranita looked up and saw the flight attendant looking at her with disappointment. Brendon noticed too.
"What's she looking at? It's not my fault! I just let her deliver a box of sweet milk, that's within her job scope." Brendon paused and opened the sweet milk, handing it to Ranita.
"Ew!" Suddenly, Ranita felt nauseous as acid surged in her throat. The sweet milk was indeed sweet but had a hint of sourness from the milk which made Ranita unable to bear it.
Ranita wanted to go to the bathroom but it was already closed by then. "What's wrong?" Brendon asked.
"Nothing..." Ranita forced down the nausea and took a sip of water. "Maybe I haven't eaten anything for too long and smelling milk made me feel sick."
Ranita felt guilty about lying but thankfully, Brendon didn't suspect anything. He handed her a tissue saying, "You never really liked drinking milk before anyway."
Every morning, Ranita would help prepare breakfast for Brendon who always had a glass of milk on his table. However, she rarely finished hers.
He had good memory...
They took the VIP channel, the first to disembark from the plane. Ranita went to the bathroom and couldn't hold back, vomiting intensely.
The little brat who behaved so well those days turned rebellious now, causing chaos inside Ranita's stomach like someone stabbed it open with knives.
She hadn't eaten anything, even vomited bile. Ranita, leaning against the wall, rinsed her mouth and, shaking, pulled out a lemon candy from her bag.
Brendon waited for ten minutes.
"Why is your complexion so bad?" Ranita walked a bit unsteadily.
"A bit dizzy from hunger!" After a pause, Ranita said, "Dylan is outside to pick me up, I'll leave first."
"Hold on!" said Brendon as he grabbed onto her hand. "Aren't you coming with me?"
Why together?
"Do you not need to go back to Boulderland Mansion?"
Brendon frowned, took her hand, and walked forward. "I'll take you home, then back to Boulderland Mansion."
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