  I removed her hand, looking at her with an irritated expression. &quot;Why would you prolong her agony? She s completely uncomfortable in front of us,&quot; I said.
  &quot;I was going to get the memory adjusting powder I bought,&quot; Mallory replied, playing with her fingers. &quot;You said you don t want anyone to know about our relationship. So, I figured I could get some kind of concoction to erase her memory of this meeting.&quot;
  My nostrils flared as I turned my back in an attempt to calm myself. So, all this pain, all of these frustrations will go to waste because she already planned to wipe away every trace of this agonizing meeting at the end? She could ve just not decided to do a stupid decision.
  Mallory walked towards me and stood in front of me. &quot;There s no need to worry, Robert. I ll simply visit her tomorrow and take care of everything,&quot; she added, clearly

  Ronald quickly turned in my direction as Grandpa Ben rushed over to me.
  &quot;Grandpa Ben…&quot; I struggled to breathe because of the pain. &quot;This… is nothing.&quot;
  &quot;Nothing?! How can you tell me this is nothing when you re bleeding all over?!&quot; Grandpa Ben screamed in panic. &quot;Come and have a seat. Ronald, go to my study and fetch my medicinal herbs,&quot; Grandpa Ben instructed as he gave me a hand towards the bench.
  Ronald let out a scoff before following Grandpa Ben s orders. Ronald certainly has an attitude. I don t understand why Grandpa Ben is putting up with him. I m not sure if this is how he treats everyone else but if that s the case, he shouldn t be working, especially since Grandpa Ben s character is very different from him.
  &quot;Slowly, son,&quot; Grandpa Ben said as I sat down on the wooden bench, mindful with my actions in order not to add mo

  As soon as I caught sight of her friend, the universe stopped. Not a sound was heard, not a muscle moved. Right then and there, I was frozen, trying to understand what s happening.
  Not having a clue of what s going on, Mallory began introducing us with a smile, &quot;Robert, I would like for you to meet Laura. Laura, this is Robert, the man I was telling you about.&quot;
  Laura s eyes were wide open, I couldn t tell what she s feeling right now. Is she in shock? Is her blood boiling out of rage? Is she as confused as me right now? What are the odds that Mallory s friend is the same person that I ve been very careful not to hurt?
  &quot;Robert?&quot; Mallory s faint voice became clearer as she continued to call out to me. &quot;Robert?&quot;
  I blinked twice as I returned to reality. From the corner of my eyes, Laura took a deep breath in and started avoiding my stare, looking arou

I removed her hand, looking at her with an irritated expression. &quot;Why would you prolong her agony? She s completely uncomfortable in front of us,&quot; I said.
  &quot;I was going to get the memory adjusting powder I bought,&quot; Mallory replied, playing with her fingers. &quot;You said you don t want anyone to know about our relationship. So, I figured I could get some kind of concoction to erase her memory of this meeting.&quot;
  My nostrils flared as I turned my back in an attempt to calm myself. So, all this pain, all of these frustrations will go to waste because she already planned to wipe away every trace of this agonizing meeting at the end? She could ve just not decided to do a stupid decision.
  Mallory walked towards me and stood in front of me. &quot;There s no need to worry, Robert. I ll simply visit her tomorrow and take care of everything,&quot; she added, clearly in a panic.
  &quot;Just leave her alone, Mallory,&quot; I spatted, no longer having control over

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