Chapter 12

'A dunce.' Ritian mumbled as he struggles to carry two buckets of water and two gallons of shame on his back. There were beefy, huge men inside the kitchen but Via's entourage of three young ladies and two man party insisted that he should carry it. Like a man.

But Ritian doesn't want to be a man! He wants to be someone's princess!

His face flushed with tiredness. This is the fourth one in a row and if they're not going to make him stop, he will resume thinking that they're not making good food in the kitchen but instead building a small pool with all those water.

Cheel is home now. Old Felino basically tied him in the house. How come Via still hated his guts?

"Here. Is this enough, Auntie?" Ritian specifically asked the elder. But the men butt in, "How come it's too little? We are having Via's wedding. You go and fetch one more time."

'But that's exactly what you asked me earlier! How many 'one more time' do you honestly need? Why can't we just settle this with our fist?!' Ritian bo