"Thank you, Ranita!" Vincent smiled gently and shook hands with Ranita. "I wish you all the best in your future endeavors."
The handshake was brief, but Brendon's heart was pounding.
Why were their hands still clasped together? And why was that woman, Ranita, smiling so happily?
"Ranita... come with me!" Brendon slammed his coffee cup down and pulled Ranita back to the office, dragging her into the restroom.
Water splashed onto her hand as soap lathered up with a fragrant scent.
Brendon grabbed her hand and vigorously rubbed it until it turned red. Irritatedly, he said, "What are you doing shaking his hand? Who knows if there are any germs on him! Hurry up and wash your hands clean!"
Ranita couldn't help but chuckle at Brendon's unreasonable words.
"What did Vincent do to offend you? It's just a handshake as a form of courtesy," she said while Brendon washed her hands clean for her before carefully drying them off with a towel.
Her fingers were slender and fair. Now they had been washed red by water.
Brendon leaned in close to trap Ranita against the sink. He placed one hand on her waist while narrowing his eyes dangerously at her, "Tell me, last time when you went out for dinner, was it Vincent?"
Ranita blinked innocently as she thought about denying it but then heard Brendon say, "I knew it! You're not allowed to get too close to him from now on! Did you not see how he looked at you? Like a dog seeing bones!"
A dog seeing bones?
What an interesting metaphor!
Who was the dog here and who was the bone?
"Brendon, don't be so unreasonable! I told you we just went out for dinner. There's nothing special between me and Vincent. Besides he isn't a dog. He is our prideful student of Kurima Foreign Studies University! And I'm not some bone either!"
Ranita pushed against his chest feeling angry that she had even tried reasoning with this barbarian man who only became more forceful.
"You're still defending him?" Brendon became unhappy.
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