"You're a Lolatic, " Carla hissed out. "I was kind to make you food. How could you say that? Tell me then. What poison could I possibly put in there?"
"Aphrodisiac, " Zayn blurted out.
Carla was speechless at that.
"Look at the expression you had. Clearly, you're lusting for more, " Zayn teased. "You were looking for tons of excuses tonight, and you brought me to your room. Then, you spilled tea on my pants. All of these are to keep me here, right? Did you think that I'm clueless?"
"You—" Carla's face reddened from anger. "Do you have no shame, Zayn?"
She slammed the bowl on the coffee table before huffing out, "Forget it if you don't want to eat it. I'll let an ingrate like you starve to death."
As some of the oatmeal had splashed onto her hand, she went to the bathroom to wash up.
Her fading footsteps told Zayn that she was gone. Instantly, he began searching for his phone on the sofa.
After washing her hands, Carla heard a quiet tone. When she lowered her head, she noticed Zayn's phone in the clothes he had changed out of.
Picking up the phone, she then noticed that he had a message. It was from Nella. Mr. Giblo, are you home yet…
The rest of the message was not shown. Even then, the name of the sender itself made Carla's heart sink into the abyss.
"Is my phone in the bathroom?" Zayn asked. He could not see, but that meant that his hearing had become better.
"Yes, " Carla answered as she walked out of the bathroom with the phone. "What's the matter with you? You've even left your phone in there."
Zayn reached out for his phone, and it was then Carla realized his eyes seemed to be unfocused.
Her heart leaped to her throat. She then deliberately stretched out her arm in a different direction before saying, "Someone sent you a message. There, take it."
Just as she expected, Zayn's hands grabbed the air instead of the phone.
Shock struck Carla like a bolt from the blue. Her eyes widened almost impossibly as she stared at him.
He… can't see?
Zayn stiffened when he realized he had not reached out for his phone. Nevertheless, he quickly snatched the phone from Carla in the next second and bellowed, "You peeked at my phone?"
"Yes, but I wasn't peeking, " Carla snarled in mock anger. "I was looking openly."
She did not want him to find out what she had just figured out.
Her angry tone made Zayn sigh quietly in relief. She's not all that smart. I don't think she found out anything.
Right then, someone knocked on the door. Benard's voice then came from the outside. "Ms. Lierger, I've brought Mr. Giblo's clothes here."
Carla walked over to the door and took the clothes from Benard. Then, faking a cold tone, she hissed out, "Get changed and get out."
After taking the clothes from Carla, Zayn immediately undid his robe to reveal his muscular figure.
"Ah!" Carla shrieked before promptly spinning around. Her face was hot with a bright blush as she stammered out, "W-What are you doing?"
"It's not like you've never seen it before. Why are you so scared?" Zayn teased as he slowly changed.
Although he could not see anything, he could feel the logo and the buttons of the clothes, so he managed to put on his clothes right.
Carla was furious, but she wanted to be certain about his eyes. Hence, she mustered up her courage and turned back to him.
By then, Zayn was done putting on his pants. He was in the middle of doing the buttons of his shirt.
He was elegant and was having no problems with them.
Furthermore, his head was hanging, so she could not see whether or not he could see clearly.
"Zayn, " Carla started, trying to come up with a topic so that she could have a clear look at his eyes. "Are you dating Nella?"
"Why, are you jealous?"
Zayn grinned, but his eyes remained unfocused.
"If you really like her, then be nice to her. From now on, we'll have to keep our distance from each other." Carla stared at Zayn's eyes before tentatively saying, "If you don't like her, and you're using her to annoy me, then you should stop."
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