Chapter 5

"If you keep on talking like that I will never come back." she growled at him.

"You just know I won't come back."

He kicked her jokingly. "You try. I will marry Liam myself soon. ”

“Hey! What’s wrong with him marrying me? ” moaned a voice from behind Kuya Top.

He just sniffed at Liam. "You're too feminine, William!"

"When we get married, you are my number one." His eyes twinkled probably because of the mischievous thought. "My number one wife because the others are just girlfriends."

He just laughed. They have also been matched by their respective fathers for a long time and they are used to laughing and riding it. For her, Liam is just a friend, a very good friend. Also, he had long plunged into thinking he was a man alone.

She believes in love but she knows it isn’t for her.

“Just be careful there, Cher. Don't trade me, will you? ”

"Crazy!"

When the banker called him to take him to the island, he hugged his Kuya Top again. He even hugged Liam. He boarded the boat and waved the two.

As the boat pulled away he kept staring at the two men. When the two disappeared from sight he turned his gaze to their destination.

"Manong, why do you have to schedule more when you go to Haengbok Isle?"

"Well, that island is private, neng. The only ones who can go there are the people who live in the town proper and those who are invited by the owner of the island itself. ”

“Ah. Where will you take me? ”

“The order for me is to take you to the pier to the rest house, neng. The island has two parts. The town proper and the location of the main villa. There you will continue. ”

"Thank you."

Arriving at the pier he immediately got off the boat. He frowned slightly when he noticed the woman who seemed to be in a hurry to board the boat.

The banker had already told him the way to the main villa so he went straight there. She was awed by the house.

He entered and did not bother to knock. He heard a shout inside. He followed the source of the voice until he reached the seemingly innocent.

Two familiar men argue and seem to be looking for something. He remembered the banker saying that the pier he was lowering was only for those staying here in the rest house.

He could not help but interrupt the conversation. “Ahm, excuse me? Are you talking about the girl who rode the boat a while ago? Up to my hair, as tall as I am, fair skin and chinky-eyed? ”

The two turned to him violently. “Kamsahamnida — I mean, thank you, Miss. That's him. ”

There seemed to be a twinge in his heart when he heard what he said. To this day, when he hears the word Korean he will inevitably be affected for some inexplicable reason.