Dairon went back to his mansion as though nothing had happened.
"Where is Jasmine?" He asked Rosetta who was cleaning the living room.
"The lady went to the library." She answered, and Dairon went to the library without uttering another word. Sure enough, the woman was sitting on a rattan chair and reading a book which he was almost certain she was not reading. She looked lost in thought.
"Jasmine?" He called gently, trying not to make her unknowingly burn or break anything.
She slowly raised her head and looked at him once before looking away to continue reading, like she couldn't be bothered to have a conversation with him.
"Jasmine, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have blamed you." He apologized, and she finally focused on him. "I didn't know what to think when such a thing has never happened before."
"I see." Came her nonchalant response.
"Are you mad at me?" He asked as he cautiously closed in on her after ensuring that she wouldn't kick him out.
