Chapter 60: Reminiscence: Too Worked Up

"What?" He innocently spoke. Yet, Rupert wasn't buying it.

"Why are you pulling up a chair beside my fiance?!" He rested his hand over the backrest of my chair, still facing his older brother with a piercing glare.

Tsk. They're so damn noisy.

"Is there a problem? It's just a chair, chill."

"There's plenty of chairs here. Pick somewhere else!" Rupert whined like a child. At least that's how it sounded in my ears. I could definitely hear the disappointed sighs from their father, yet he was too unbothered to interfere with their squabbling.

Alex Kilmer flashed a confused expression, still with a playful tone. "Oh my…I just left for a while and suddenly, I became a stranger to my own house?"

Both Rupert and his mother gasps at his remark, taken aback by the sudden clapback.

"That's not what I–"

"Are you perhaps thinking that I might steal your precious fiance?" In an instant, that innocent facade of his turned to a smirk, before his eyes trailed down to me. I pretended not to notice but