Take responsibility

Part 18

Kongpob was holding a porcelain bowl as he shook his head innocently.

"You've wronged me. I didn't drive him away. He himself decided to leave. When I came to see you this morning, he was already packing his luggage. He was accompanied by a young boy... It was probably his relative. Anyway, he left with the boy. He knew that I was the father of the child, so he gave me the key and said that I should take good care of you."

Arthit recalled back to yesterday, where he saw Rome leaving on a tall boy's motorcycle when he left the hospital. He felt relieved, but he was even more sad.

"He's gone?" Arthit muttered, how could he leave without saying goodbye to him.

Kongpob's eyes narrowed. What he said just now was partly true and partly false. Rome did indeed left and he also indeed left with the boy. But whether he left voluntarily or not, was still unclear.

Perhaps it was because of his words that made him decide to move away. Nevertheless, as long as his aim was achieved, he doesn't mind being a wicked person once.

In the early morning~~~

When Kongpob left last night, he had already made up his mind to move in with Arthit. Even though Arthit did not want to accept him right now, Kongpob had never  thought about giving up.

After a night of practising his knife skills until 4 a.m, Kongpob finally learned how to make a simple steamed egg from Auntie Mint, who had been taking care of his parents' everyday needs for over 10 years. He also let her make a few snacks and pack them together into the food box before he rushed off. As a result, he met Rome, who had just arrived downstairs.

Kongpob's eyes flashed and he stopped at the next step: "Mr. Rome! Please hold your steps!"

Rome looked up at the tall man and frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

"I have something to discuss with you..." Kongpob's face showed a slight look of embarrassment.

"Could you please move out of the apartment? I know you have been taking care of Arthit for the past few months. It's rude for me to say such a thing, but you can rest assure that I will take good care of him. I'm really grateful to you. I am very sincerely grateful!"

After a pause, Kongpob continued, "If you don't have a place to live, I can provide you with a house. It's quite near to the university where you teach. The location, lighting, and decoration are absolutely first-rate. Don't be in a rush to reject me. I'm not doing this for charity, I just want to express my sincere thanks."

Rome was not moved. He held a stack of books and gently gave Kongpob a side eye: "You have so much money, you must have felt that money is omnipotent, and it can help you solve everything, right?"

"But I'm sorry to say this, but I don't want to move yet. I have gotten along very well with Arthit since this period of time. What's more, I have to take care of Arthit's daily needs. Six months later, I'm waiting to be the baby's godfather." He smiled softly and added, "I will be the first person to see the baby after he is born."

Kongpob's face sank and his voice was laced with warning: "Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit."

"What? Why? Aren't you quite easy to be angered?", Rome turned their topic, "You love being angry so much, how can you take good care of Arthit?"

"..."

Kongpob was speechless for a second before he gave a cold smile, "This is my business, there is no need for you to be bothered about it!"

"That's right, I don't want to meddle in your business either. I just want to take good care of Arthit. He is a good person, very optimistic, cheerful and positive. He even refused to bow his head down to such a big matter, such as being pregnant, even if he is facing it all by himself. "