When Bear reached the kitchen, he stopped by the entrance. He slowly moved his eyes and immediately spotted Heaven.
She was standing by the counter. Her hands were spread on the edge of the counter and her eyes were sharp, looking straight in his direction as if she was ready to fight.
Bear couldn't help but gulp, hearing it echo in his ears.
"What are you doing?" she asked, jerking her chin to the balcony. "Go."
"Huh?"
"We'll talk on the balcony," she explained, keeping it short and simple. "For privacy."
"Ah…" Bear nodded, glancing at the transparent sliding door in the corner. He glanced at her suspiciously but still marched toward the balcony.
Bear looked around the wide balcony but didn't find the need to sit on the comfortable chairs around. Instead, he found a spot in the corner while waiting for her. When a minute had passed and she didn't come, Bear peeked through the glass pane, only to see her carrying a tray.
