Chapter 695 Extra Story 06 Of Sean And Cloris (1/2)

Sean's face darkened as he asked, ”So, you thought I would treat you badly, right?”

”No! No! Of course not.” Cloris shook her head quickly and continued, ”I hope that you can always treat me this well.”

His face softened, setting the porridge on the table and said, ”Go on, eat it.”

”Okay.” She could not help wondering what was wrong with Sean today as she ate the steaming porridge. 'Why did he not scorn me for the things that happened yesterday? On the contrary, he is treating me even better than usual today.

What's wrong with him?' she thought in confusion.

Sean set the porridge bowl aside after Cloris finished eating.

Then he finally asked, ”So, what was wrong with you last night? Why did you sneak away to go and get yourself drunk? Do you know how dangerous it was last night for you, being drunk in that pub?”

Sean suddenly bombarded her with a series of questions, leaving her no time to answer.

Finally Cloris knew why Sean had not blamed her immediately. He had been waiting for her to finish her meal first.

She knitted her eyebrows and her mouth corners curved downward in remorse as she said, ”I'm so sorry, but I do have a reason for what happened last night...”

She told Sean everything and even felt a little shamed at having been cheated on by her first love for someone else.

He kept a straight face and said, ”If I were not there, or I came a little bit later, do you know how terrible the end could have been?”

'That obscene man even dared to touch my beloved sister. He deserves to lose his hands!' Sean thought darkly.

At seeing how serious Sean was, Cloris finally realized the gravity of the situation. Lowering her head she said in a low voice, ”But I know, my brother will always show up whenever I need him...”

”You...” Sean stuttered for a while as he became aware of something hot clasping around his pounding heart. Swallowing heavily he decided on her punishment, ”Write a self-criticism essay for me before the end of today, 3000 words in length at the least. And promise me that by eighteen years old, you... No, by twenty years old, you will not have a boyfriend!”

”Three thousand words?” Cloris's eyes grew large and she begged him, ”Could you please cut it down a little bit? Do you really want to have a sister with a disabled hand after this?”