Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 853: The Green Turtle (Revised)

For the next hour, Ruud darted frantically between the bathroom and the Brookes family living room.

Every time he sat down on the couch-barely enough time to warm the seat-he would leap back up and rush to the bathroom yet again.

The Brookes family, having set aside their grudges for the moment, sat neatly on the sofa, quietly watching Ruud's desperate trips with a mixture of amusement and indifference. Thanks to Ruud's predicament, Tina hadn't offered the laxative-laced sugar water to anyone else.

Brandon, ever the curious chatterbox, had asked earlier, "Why does Ruud get sugar water, and we don't?"

Ian, already at his wit's end with his brother, smacked the back of Brandon's head. "Use your brain, idiot!" he snapped, ready to launch into a scolding.

But Tina had calmly interjected, her tone sharp and icy. "Because sugar water is for scumbags. You don't qualify."

Ian, catching her point immediately, exclaimed with satisfaction, "Now, that hit the spot!"

The Brookes brothers, always eager to follow a lead, chimed in unison, "That hit the spot!"

Jared, never missing a chance to stir the pot, added with a sly grin, "Thanks, future father-in-law, for taking the hit!"

Ruud, returning from yet another trip to the bathroom, looked utterly defeated. His face was pale, his steps unsteady, and his patience worn thin. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. "Tina, please..." he groaned, clutching his stomach. "Give me the antidote! I can't do this anymore! If this keeps up, your father will-will..." He trailed off, too embarrassed to finish the thought. Truthfully, no one could fathom how he was managing to wipe with only one hand.

Tina arched an eyebrow, her expression cool and unyielding. "You're not my dad."

"Yes, yes! I'm not your dad!" Ruud blurted out, abandoning whatever dignity he had left. "Just... please, give me the antidote! You can call me whatever you want afterward!"

Tina tilted her head slightly, her peach blossom eyes narrowing with a mischievous glint. "Whatever I want?"

Ruud froze. He suddenly felt like he'd just boarded a pirate ship, but with no escape in sight, he nodded desperately. "Yes, whatever you want!"

pocket, pulled out a small pill,

stomach eased, and for the

Ruud began to relax, Tina stood up with a sly

Ruud and the rest of the family

later, she returned, makeup kit in hand. Without a word, she walked

drained to

crowded around, craning their necks to see what she was up to. Jared's eyes landed

Her hands worked swiftly, a small smirk playing on her lips as she

bit, the shape

was the first to crack, bursting into uncontrollable laughter. "Pfft! Hahaha! She drew a turtle! A green turtle! Oh

frowned. He had suspected there'd be a catch to Tina's "antidote,"

hysterics. Even Angela, who rarely smiled, couldn't stop the twitch at the corners

phone. "This is a masterpiece! I have to share

low and deliberate, cut through the laughter.

"Oh, I'll celebrate. You're a scumbag who hurt my sister. This is karma! How does it feel to be outplayed by your own daughter?" Ruud offered a dry laugh but

admire her handiwork. "Not bad," she said with a satisfied

deeply, resigned to his

to Brandon. Her

faltered. "Tina, c'mon,

Tina repeated, her tone leaving no

Brandon's eyes. He had no intention of becoming her next artistic project. With no

door, Tina darted in front of him, quick as a shadow. Something

abdomen, groaning. "Damn it!"

hands in

lips curled into a triumphant smile. "Good

nodded furiously. "If there's one thing I'm good at, it's knowing when to