Helplessly sitting on the couch, "but mom, I can't stand this anymore. Everything happened so sudden, I wasn't expecting to see Justin in another relationship so quickly."
"Why?"
"Because am not yet done with him."
Scrunching her brows, "what do you mean? Didn't you say that you don't love him anymore? Weren't you the one who broke up with him first? So what do you want to do with him?"
Smirking her lips, "remember the other day, when I said I have a plan within myself?" When Clara nodded, she scoffed. "Yes and that plan is to destroy the Anderson family and take away Justin's properties."
"But sweetheart, how are you going to do all of these?"
"First I need to find this woman's whereabouts, because I wanna kick her off Justin's life for good. And then–" looking at Clara, she let out a mockery chuckle, "the road will be free to access the Anderson."
Nodding her head in agreement, Clara curled her lips upwards. "Ahh, this is a brilliant idea, excellent! I love the sound of this."
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Kevin's apartment
Justin's room
Stretching her hands in the air, bianca yawned soundly and sat up on the bed. "Ouch!" She winced when she felt her thighs hurting.
It was as if her whole body were torn into pieces. Placing her both hands backwards, she wedged herself up and yawned again. Wiping her eyes with her hand, she pushed her messy hair behind, and looked towards Justin's side of the bed. He was still fast asleep.
"My handsome knight." She chuckled and slide down from the bed. "Ouch!" She winced and fell back on the bed, when her thighs became too weak. Touching her thighs, "aitch, it still hurts." She groan fustratedly.
Looking at her sleeve, skirt and rainbow undies, which where lying on the floor. She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Ugh am very hungry." She said and helped herself out of the bed to the bathroom for a hot water bath.
After some few minutes of bathing, she dried herself up and slide towards Justin's wardrobe to get some cool hoodies.
"Which one should I take–blue–white–green–red–purple– yeah, purple is okay." Taking the purple hoody out of the wardrobe, she closed the wardrobe and strove into the hoody.
"Damn it's super big, and not just big but extra large on me." Pulling her hands out of the sleeves. "My hands are even lost in it." Fixing the hood collar, "why does it not look big on him?" Shrugging her shoulders, "Everytime he wears hoodies, he always looks perfect and fitted in them. But for me, pfftt, it looks like a piece of stick in a polyethylene bag, according to Nelly." She chuckled and walked towards the mirror.