"Korvy, are you in there?" Grace's voice seemed quite loud. How could she not, she had knocked on the door many times, but her brother never came out. Whereas according to Korvin's narrative from a while ago, she had been at home, even every weekend, she did nothing but stay at home. How not? Korvin and Grace are the exact two figures. Due to the trauma of losing their parents, it becomes difficult for them to get along. If there is one friend, it will be maintained, because after all, both feel interacting with many people is quite a scary thing. They are still traumatized by that terrible past. "I didn't think that Kovy might have left. Didn't he say weekends are all day at home? How can he leave like this, so childish and so annoying,"
Nicholas was silent, and he was at a loss as to what to do. Because he never felt what Grace felt, longing or worrying about someone he loved like his family.
Grace looked at Nicholas, who seemed silent, making Grace feel guilty. How not? she was embarrassed by this arrogant and cold figure beside her, who liked to chatter about things that were not clear at all from a while ago. Trying to be warm-hearted, but Grace didn't think it was right at all.
"Nick, are you all right? Sorry, Karvy was a bit too much. He's still young, and he—"
"I see. Shouldn't he go on a date with a girl he loves? That's natural, and don't you have a spare key for this?" asked Nicholas at last. Grace could only shake her head weakly because she had no access to anything here after all. she didn't have any spare keys with her at all.
Nicholas fell silent again as if he was thinking. The Hesters' house didn't even have a terrace or a place to sit on it, making Nicholas' long legs seem to tingle on their own.
"Are you all right, Nick?" Grace asked for the umpteenth time. Nicholas also nodded his head, looking at Grace with a face that was difficult to decipher.
Not long after, Grace heard the sound of a motorcycle which was quite loud. The bicycle had a box in the back as if who used the package to carry and deliver goods.
The figure wearing a gray hoodie walked towards Hester's house whistling, stopping when he looked up, looking at Grace and Nicholas in turn. Even his gray cornea looks real framed by those curly eyelashes.
"Grace," Korvin said, hurrying up and hugging Grace so tightly. He missed Grace so much, missed her so much that Korvin felt that if the person he was holding was a dream, his image might never come true.
"Where have you been, Karvy? Didn't you tell me yesterday that you would stay home and do nothing every weekend? Why am I here now, and the house is completely deserted."
"Grace, stop acting and stop being so talkative. Do you know how much I miss you right now? I miss you so much I don't even know what to do, Grace. I'm scared that something might happen to you. Are you okay? How are you? Right? At Kyle's residence, what are you doing? is everyone safe? Did they treat you well? they didn't hurt you, did they?" Korvin asked with a look of panic and curiosity, and then he examined Grace's body because he was afraid that the older sister he loved so much would get seriously injured.
Hearing this, Grace smiled. The fact is that Korvin remains the same. she will never be different and will never change at all. Yes, Korvin is her brother who is always in her arms or even spoils her as if he was the younger brother of a Korvin.
"I'm fine, and you can see how I'm fine, right? I'm thrilled, and I live comfortably like a madam, and so on. Trust me, Karvy, I'm fine and living happily and prosperously, and…," Grace stopped. She glanced at Nicholas, who still looked speechless without saying anything. "He's Nicholas Kyle, the gentleman who employed me at his house,"
Korvin turned his head, and he saw the figure that had been beside Grace, stupidly because he missed Grace so much to ignore that figure. Korvin immediately shook hands with Nicholas, took Nicholas' writing, and held it very tightly.
"Oh my God, Mr. Kyle. I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the famous Mr. Kyle, do you know that I often hear about your success. I just felt like you were Grace's lover because how can a boss exist together? With employees like this?" asked Korvin at last.
Korvin stole glances at Nicholas. How could it not be? The figure in front of him was very handsome, even so attractive that Korvin confused himself. Who is this figure in front of him? Whether the figure is human or not, a figure that is almost without gaps and as a form of the perfect depiction of man for the women of the world.
"Because he couldn't bear to see me come alone. That's why he came."
"Why do you answer as if you two have had an extraordinary relationship?"
"We are lovers," Nicholas said later. Korvin almost choked on his saliva hearing that. How not? How could Grace be the lover of Nicholas Kyle? That is a very crazy thing. Even the whole country knows who Nicholas Kyle is. A wealthy businessman who even the most beautiful woman in this country is rejected by Nicholas Kyle's figure, then why choose his brother? This is the weirdest thing ever, and why did it come to this?
"You're not playing a play, are you?" Korvin inquired in the end. Nicholas seemed to pull an eyebrow; how could it not? Korvin was even brighter than he imagined. He knew this was an odd thing.
"Why? Do you think that the ugly duckling will never unite with a Prince? If that's the case, it seems you never heard the story from Cinderella, when Upik Ash could become a princess because there was a handsome prince who loved her. Now, you imagine just like that, don't think too far, Korvy."