Holden caught sight of my expression and immediately figured out I was mocking him. His eyes narrowed and he whined, “Scar! Why are you mocking me again-”
Suddenly, a pair of hands roughly shoved a piece of fruit into Holden’s mouth.
Holden frowned and chewed. “What is this?”
“Dragon fruit,” Ashton said coldly.
“Sh*t! I have trypophobia!”
After that, he made a beeline for the bathroom.
After a series of loud retches, the sound of the toilet flushing rang out.
Ashton glanced at me and shrugged innocently. “I had no clue.”
Holden walked out of the bathroom. “Sh*t. Ashton, are you a proper man or not? That was below the belt!”
Ashton leaned against the sofa wordlessly.
I burst out laughing. “Well, as the saying goes, do stupid things, win stupid prizes. God’s teaching you a lesson.”
Holden suddenly started babbling even more. “God? I fought God a long time ago and I’m only standing here because I won! If not, I’d probably have been chopped up and fed to the fishes. No one can teach me a lesson now unless I want to be taught.”
As he spoke, he returned to his comfortable perch on the sofa and lay down casually, completely making this place his home.
He almost seemed as if he were dozing off for a second before he bounced back up like a spring. After he sat up straight, he suddenly stared at me intensely, looking almost like a wolf staring at its prey.
“Just to remind you, if you keep staring at me like that, the man behind you is going to teach you another lesson.”
Holden was staring at me like a predator staking out its prey, and Ashton was like the hunter right behind him with his rifle pointed straight at Holden’s head. As for me, the poor deer stuck in between, I felt goosebumps beginning to rise on my arms.
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