His Purpose
93. Secret Brothers

"Why is your expression that? I've been following your wishes."

"But it doesn't satisfy me. Why do I have to when I wake up? Koko deliberately wanted to embarrass me? And again, why not say it first? Know that I'm gonna get up and get ready early."

"Surprise."

Maria snorted, "Koko did surprise and dropped my pride."

Gibran sighed, "That's it. You've spoken and seen his face."

"But just for a minute!" maria did not accept. "Cha Eun Woo must have been very busy, and I instead told her to wait until I finished the bath. Our time has been cut a lot, huhu ..."

"Yes, it's your fault why you should take a shower first" Gibran said. His eyes were busy reading magazines. Right now they are sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Why take a shower? Seriously Koko asked that?"

Indeed, Mary did not understand what Gibran was thinking. "Of course I took a shower. Which woman wants to look ugly in front of others, let alone that's a man."

"You used to wake up and look at me." Gibran squinted at Maria.

"That's because I'm used to Koko's presence."

Gibran. Maria's reasons are quite acceptable. He remembered the first time he saw Mary awake. The woman also looked embarrassed.

"I am so ashamed."

Gibran looked over at the mutterings. Maria looked like she was grumbling while looking down. Unconsciously he smiled. Her body leaned towards Maria, brought her face closer and whispered in her ear. "Thy? I just wanted to devour your needs at that moment."

"Shop!" Maria screamed with a red face.

Gibran smiled away the face after previously giving a brief peck on Maria's cheek.

"Want to swim? There's a hot spring here."

"Since when was there a hot spring bath? Why don't I know at all?"

"You've always been away from the pool since you almost drowned."

"Oh I see ..." It was at the beginning that he lived in the Mansion. He has been a bit traumatized by the swimming pool ever since.

"I can't swim."

"I'll hold you. The doctor said swimming was good for pregnant women."

Then Gibran remembered something. The man clucked faintly. "I forgot. You can't soak in hot water for now."

"Why?"

"You're still the first trimester. The gestational age is the time of development of the neural tube of the fetal spine. Soaking hot water can increase the core body temperature of pregnant women to fever. It can interfere with the development of the fetus in each trimester of pregnancy."

Maria gawking. "Where does Koko know?"

"The doctor said."

Maria blinked averted her eyes. "Why does she know everything, as if she were pregnant?" lirih Maria as slow as possible.

"Hows it? Wanna swim? This is the safest sport for you now, it can also make you not easily tired."

Maria pouting. "Cold tofu. Which crazy person would want to swim in such a low temperature?"

"I know how to keep you warm."

Looking at Gibran's grin, Maria clearly knew the man's veiled intention of taking him for a swim. Jesus, why did he just realize Gibran semesum that.

"A-What? Didn't Koko not want to touch me that night? That's because Koko already knew I was pregnant, right?"

"That's what makes me sorry. The doctor said we should do it. Just slow down and don't come out inside."

"Then I swim free. The ends are not sports, even my energy will be wasted."

Hearing that, Gibran suddenly approached narrowing the distance. "Related to?" whispers raspy.

"I know you secretly opened my pajamas while sleeping" he continued.

Maria's eyeballs are almost out. Gibran know? That means the man woke up when Maria did. Jesus, Mary's stupid. Gibran is like a tiger, if anyone touches him a little he will wake up even though he is asleep.

"I-I ..."

"Hm?"

"Don't misunderstand me! I just can't sleep if I don't smell Koko!" honestly Maria while closed.

Gibran raised an eyebrow, his head nodding as if understanding. "It seems I also found bite marks. There's two ... or three?"

I don't know since when Gibran so happy to tease people. Mary covered her face with both hands. It was as if he had lost his face suddenly. "Stop teasing me. I'm like this because of your son!"

***

Day of instillation night. Gibran lifted his back from the bed, turning for a moment to Mary who was sleeping beside him.

Gibran allowed Mary's blanket, which had originally been rolled up in the abdomen, to display her twin naked hills full of bite marks. It turns out that he still has trouble holding back his lust. But thankfully, their child's presence made him play more slowly.

Slowly Gibran leaned over to kiss Maria, poking her lips for a while before actually getting up in a bokser and kimono scattering on the floor. He came out of Mary's room and closed the door without a sound.

Gibran entered the elevator. Just as the elevator doors opened on the ground floor, Nick was already standing waiting for him.

"Where is he?"

Nick could feel Gibran's aura freezing over. "South pavilion."

Gibran's feet immediately swung towards the back of the Mansion, which was immediately followed by Nick with a tense expression.

"Master doesn't want to wear a coat?"

"No need."

All right, if Gibran has decided his worries are nothing. They took a small path that was opposite to the path of the servant pavilion. Not just anyone can enter the area, especially Moru's house, Gibran's favorite white tiger is also there.

Before long they arrived at a small house that could be said to be remote. It is not far from the lake that Mary often came to.

Nick opened the door slowly, revealing a man sitting in front of the fireplace. Gibran stepped in, his eyes could not be separated staring at the figure with a sharp snuff.

The man rose up as soon as he realized his presence. He smiled saying hello, "Sister ..."

Gibran's rails are still not rippling. "How dare you show yourself."

"Why? Are you afraid Maria knows where I am?"

"Omong empty. What did you come here for?"

"For what? You clearly know what I'm here for."

"Emc ... Sir, you better sit comfortably." Nick interrupted the two men as he felt a hint of tension.

"Master Gabriel ..."

Gabriel snorted before then complying, again sitting in his place. Gibran stepped down after Nick took out another chair and placed it near the fireplace, right opposite Gabriel.

A greeting silence enveloped the two brothers.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Don't want to pretend not to know?"

"Hasn't this deviated from our covenant?" gibran flat said. He looked at Gabriel sharply. "You promised you wouldn't step on this land."

Gabriel looked back at Gibran calmly. "I wouldn't have come here if you hadn't pissed me off."

Gibran.

"I have voluntarily surrendered Maria. Then why does Valencia's father still want you as his son-in-law!"

Silent.

Gibran nodded in understanding. "So because of this?"

"Valencia is pregnant, don't you think I should marry her? I've been having a hard time for a few months, but Brother is coming to America. Wh-wh-what for? Didn't Brother know that caught White's family's attention?"

Gabriel's breathing sounded heavy, "This is what made me doubt it from the start. Even though I have a lot of money, the White family is too high for me to handle."

Gibran snorted cynically, "Not those who are too tall, you are too pessimistic. If you're serious about marrying Valencia, you're gonna have to get rid of that pathetic mentality of yours."

Gibran. "Stop being so whiny. Go and convince them of your abilities."

"It's not like a brother meeting." Gabriel muttered while looking down.

"I can't take long. Maria must have gotten up and looked for me."

"Their relationship is back to how it used to be."

"That's none of your business. Just think about your son's fate."

"If you have a lot of guts, just take her eloped," Gibran concluded last time, then stepped out followed by Nick who had bowed respectfully to Gabriel.

Gabriel snorted, "What is that? I'm sure he's mocking me. Her brain couldn't possibly suggest such a thing."

After Gibran's departure, Gabriel squeezed his hair in frustration. "Valencia White really makes my life complicated. It would be easier if I married an ordinary woman without having to dizzy with power."