(RHIO)
Knocks rained like bullets against the door of my study room. It sounded urgent.
"Come in," I sighed.
An anxious maid came in and breathed heavily before she spoke, "Miss Jasmin…"
Jasmin?
"…fainted."
The book fell from my hand as I stood up abruptly.
"Call a doctor," I ordered in alarm when I saw her lying pale on the bed.
I reached for her shoulders and tried to wake her up.
"Jasmin…Jasmin!"
Her face moved and her brows knitted at sound of my voice.
She fumbled for a pillow and pressed it on her head.
Was she acting?
I released my hands and pulled the pillow off her face.
What's happening to her?
"Rhio!" she protested.
"Did you know how worried I was with your drama? You're really crazy!"
He reflexively hugged the pillow that I threw at him.
"Master Rhio," someone called from behind me.
