Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter 1835

Melon jumped, startled by the sudden noise, and instinctively tossed the small round ball away.

His heart raced as he bolted towards the sink, scrubbing his hands frantically.

With the way you just threw it, that bomb might just go off any moment now, Moss said, his voice as calm as ever, not even bothering to glance up from his experiment.

Melon froze mid-scrub, his hands still dripping over the sink.

His mind whirled, running through possible scenarios.

For a few heartbeats, he stood paralyzed before turning to face Moss.

He narrowed his eyes, suspicion flickering across his face.

Nice try, Moss! If it were really going to explode, you wouldnt still be standing there.

Moss let out a low chuckle, barely lifting his head as he continued tinkering with his delicate instruments.

Melon stood there, watching intently.

Two minutes ticked by in silence, curiosity gnawing at him. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he asked, Moss, why are you making so many little explosives? Are you planning to blow this place up so that we can make a run for it? Moss stiffened, his hands freezing in mid-motion.

the lab,

assistants Zayden had sent here had left to do some

of worry flashed across Moss

Zayden caught wind of this, he

out in relief, Moss shot Melon a cold,

You talk too much.

Get back to work.

another word, Melon obeyed, turning to the smaller test bench set up just

past month, Moss had molded Melon

someone who had barely stepped foot

to him-puzzles he was

he was, found such complicated experiments not

the lab as

the end of his experiment, looked up, his eyes naturally drawn to

them to this isolated island, Melon had

to be hard on the kid-after all, they had been through too much together

of the weight he had lost during

brief moment, Moss eyes softened, his thoughts wandering as he stared at

into his musings, Melon spun around, his small hands clutching a flask, his

called out, his voice