ut she still de

for her, and beside

hether you can fulfill them or not. Don't le

lright, I won't repeat

er, whispering, and han

not to exploit it. Consider this sketch as a favor, an

and was touched by

. Thank you so much, Mora. I pr

e me, you hav

ded, then entered th

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ak

it, echoed through the room. The piercing gaze seemed like it could

, forgi

your mother, foolish!! Both

s at her sides and star

He's a pride-worthy child,

longer. She erupted with all the words

her, you can insult my mother as you please!!

ld, Devya!!" he

ears. She saw the campus courtyard bustling with activity, all the girls carrying chocolates and flow

have some free ti

u're so handsom

s face, but she could hear the name of the pers

ther seeing your face. If I do, I'll gi

carrying Mora's sketch, which

ong? You l

y messed up. Aren't you satisfied wit

esting her hea

s. I'm so fed up with my father. If only that angel would come agai

ned suspiciously, glancing

re at me like that. I'm irritated

y goodness, my best friend is

is so enchanting. I feel like I want to marry

your father go berserk again. He's angry because you never

He's my former father," Dev

r. No matter what, he's your father, and

ion because her friend wa