Yesseca was baffled by what she had just heard.

Tremaine had come to see so late at night, only to ask her this?

Why would she go to Nashaland with him?

Before Yesseca could ask him this, he suddenly commanded her with an air of superiority. "Pack your things, I'm taking you to Nashaland. You will live there with me from now on."

After a brief pause, Tremaine added, "Don't worry. Nashaland will be a lot better than it is here in Agaphen City. You'll be treated with respect over there."

Yesseca looked at him with her mouth agape.

She then asked, "Why should I go to Nashaland with you?"

"No reason!"

"Then why should I go?" Yesseca asked.

Tremaine frowned.

He said stiffly, "Because you are my woman, you have to come to Nashaland with me!"

Yesseca blushed.

When had she become Tremaine's woman?

Red faced she asked, "Stop with this nonsense. When did I become your woman?"

Tremaine's frown deepened.

There were some things he wanted to tell her, but he couldn't say them.

Tremaine only managed to say, "What, just because you're a silly goose, does that mean you can't be my woman?"

This sentence made no sense out of context.

A regular would have no idea what it meant.

But, Yesseca understood.

She felt insulted.

Tremaine called her a silly goose, that's why she was his woman!

So the reason he wanted her to go to Nashaland with him was simply to be made fun of for his own amusement.

He was the personal bodyguard of the president of Nashaland after all.

The job must be dangerous and quite boring. He needed to find a clown to make fun of.

But why was he looking for her?

She wasn't a member of the circus!

"Tremaine, go look for a clown at the circus. Leave me alone, I'm not going

flared up. "How dare you

was also getting angry. "Yes, you're

it seems that I really have to drag you to Marshland. You've become even more arrogant

him and would often say things that would

last time was

things up, she

going to have to take her to Nashaland and teach her how to behave gently like a

going to let a man drag her

hand from Tremaine's grip, but he was much too strong for her. She became anxious and

his teeth. "Yesseca, you're

like a dog!"

and

stepped out of the bedroom to

Yesseca hadn't come back after a long time. When she looked out of the bedroom

terrified at what

thought that the man at the door was

the washroom

then rushed towards Tremaine with the mop in her hand. "Let Yesseca go, you

cooked dinner with Yesseca earlier today and made a bit of a mess on her

still very dirty as

held the mop up and

noticed, he would have

this very

focused on Yesseca

down on his hand, and didn't notice Preslie rushing

in the face

There was a silence.

Tremaine's grasp. She also stopped biting him and looked at him in

handsome face was covered in vegetable

had never been embarrassed like

Preslie felt a wave of insurmountable anger

caused them

Tremaine's face darkened.

his face. When he realized what

Vegetables!

It was vegetable scraps!

one had ever dared

How dared they!

out a pistol from his

muzzle was pointed

a slanderous

Preslie

numb at

and could only

at the black muzzle

front of her.

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