[VIP] SPECIAL VEGAS X PETE 5 (Book 4)

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[VIP] SPECIAL VEGAS X PETE 5

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*The sentences in bold are Southern Thai language. Southern Thai​ is ​very, ​very ​different ​from ​Central ​Thai, ​with ​a ​different ​set ​of ​vocabulary ​and ​accent. You can't see the difference in the translation but let imagine that Vegas​ who speak Central Thai was having hard time to understand the conversations of people on the island.

- Vegas

(6 months later]

I hadn't been comfortable with Pete's strange behavior for the past few days. He looked unusually frantic. He walked around in the bedroom. His hands were sometimes rubbing his head, sometimes holding his temples, look like someone was about to go crazy. I didn't know what stressed him out. I asked and he didn't answer. He just shook his head and said it was nothing. It was like he was worried about something that he couldn't tell me. To be honest, I was pretty serious because Pete was everything in my life. I could have noticed that his behavior was unusual even a little bit.

"Pete, what's wrong?" I saw him sitting there, being distracted. He was holding Venice in one hand, while the other was holding a bottle of milk and stuffing Venice's mouth. That kid was looking at Pete with his innocent eyes as if he was asking the same question as me. What happened with you these days!

"Nothing." Pete quickly replied and shook his head, before his eyes would glance at Venice and gave him a smile. Honestly, we had been together for several months until Venice could speak. I still didn't get used to that all of Pete's focus right now was concentrated on that kid alone. Yes! I was jealous with that kid very much because Pete's twenty four hours had given twenty hours to Venice, two hours to himself to sleep, an hour for bathing, playing games, and the rest of the time was mine. I begged him to hire a nanny, but he didn't want to. He asked for raising Venice with his own hands. Sometimes he followed me to help some business at the company and agreed to leave Venice at The Main Family home and the nanny was Thankhun. Had you seen the future of Venice yet? Huh... not likely to grow up to the quality you expected.

[T/N: Pete, seriously? How could you leave Venice to Thankhun??? 😧 😨 😱]

"Vegas, give Venice the dinosaur doll." Pete pointed to the other side of the bed. Then I had to take a deep breath. Messed up my once tidy room with kid's toys! Not only messed up my room but also the white, black, gray, and blue tones that used to rule the theme have now transformed into a colorful Alice in Wonderland theme.

"Let him go and pick it up himself, he has grown up." I said with frustration, but in the end, I was defeated by the pressure of Pete's eyes and went to pick up the silly green dinosaur doll and give it to Venice, who immediately grabbed it.

"Very good... so you can live with Venice like this." I was a bit puzzled by Pete's sparkling eyes. When he saw me just walking and handing the doll to Venice, he looked so exhilarating! How could I take care of that kid!

"What are you talking about, Pete?" I asked, standing up and wondering.

"Well, tomorrow, I'll go back to Chumphon. So Venice don't have to go with me." Pete gave me a dry smile. And here's another problem that I'm quite puzzled about. How often he told me that he didn't want me to go back home with him. After the day that his grandma called and said that she wanted to meet him, because since going to the funeral and when he was raised from the dead by misunderstanding, they still hadn't had a chance to meet yet. When I heard that, I wanted to go to pay homage to grandma at once because I made a lot of mistakes with her and wanted to ask for forgiveness or talk. Once I met her, it was good for me to feel that the guilt in my heart was somewhat reduced.

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