An ear ringing slap shocked everyone in Gilbert's mansion. Including Lowen's mother Alyssa, who sat silently in the living room. While Tennesey and its father talked.
"When will the two of you ever learn," even the latter's voice reached a high pitch. Scowling at his son, Tennesey. "This isn't child's-play,"
"Whoever said that we were playing?" Tennesey answered back, making his father more furious than he has ever been. Alyssa stood up seeing her husband lifting its hand again for another slap.
But Tennesey isn't shaken a bit. Now, he is more convinced that Lowen is just a victim of their parent's conservative thinking.
"I love him, Even if you beat the crap out of me, I'd still love him,"
"Stop saying that nonsense now, or I'll make sure you'll never get to see other in this lifetime,"
"Don't bother," he opted.
Both his father and Lowen's mother stopped at mid-point.
"You won't have to bother worrying about us anymore,"
