Chapter 79: Chapter 79

Immediately, I sprang up, causing Wyatt to raise his head and arch his brows.

My stomach churned, and I felt a sense of dizziness wash over me. How can I make such a silly mistake? Do I have a death wish?

"I'm satiated." I quickly blurted out a lie without eating to my satisfaction or finishing my portion of food. Wyatt's eyes darkened immediately, and it made me shiver out of fear.

Immediately, I fled from the dining room without waiting for his reply. I quickly bolted into my room and closed the door before locking it.

I bit my lower lip and paced about the room anxiously. How can I make such mistakes? How can I be so low-guarded in front of him? Have I forgotten his identity?

I facepalm myself. To think I almost let out a secret to him.

Wyatt hasn't brought up my identity issues since that time, and I don't think he investigated me either; what if my actions ended up making him suspicious, and he decided to investigate me? I'm literally dead. I ruffled my head and fell on the bed like a starfish!

Although Henry has made numerous lies about my identity, Wyatt is very powerful and influential. What if he investigated me and discovered the truth about me?

Remembering Wyatt's threat of making me end up six feet deep, I felt a shiver run through my spine.

I shook my head to snap out of my chaotic thoughts. This isn't the time to cry over spilled milk, not at all.

I decided to do one thing, which I hope will help. I clapped my hands together to silently say a prayer to the moon goddess. "Moon goddess, I..."

PING

The alert of an incoming message broke my thoughts and prayers. Who sent me a text? Was it Rex? Wyatt? Or Oswald, that jerk? I pursed my lips together.

Suppressing my chaotic thoughts, I reached out for the phone lying on the bed and picked it up.

My eyes widened upon seeing that the texts were from Wyatt! Wyatt had sent ten pictures and two texts! I felt a shiver run through my spine. The phone suddenly felt hot in my hand, prompting me to throw it on the bed again.

I stared at the phone in panic. Isn't it too soon to send texts? It can't be that Wyatt had already gotten information on me, can it? Aren't I dead already?

I clasped my hand and stared down at my phone, my mind battling over whether to open the texts or not.

After a few seconds of hesitation, I decided to not open the texts!

My eyes widened when my right hand swiftly tapped on the message.

"Ugh. Maia. How can you?" I growled angrily.

I can't believe that Maia used the split chance of my inner battling to overtake our bodies and tap on Wyatt's text.

"Why should you hesitate? Checking the image will let us know whether to escape or not. After all, we have Rex behind us now." Maia chided me with pure disdain as if she never expected me to be thinking in such a frightened way.

We had backing behind us now; before the power axis pack could make a move, they'd have to think about Rex.

I stroked my chin in agreement. How could I forget Rex? I think I've almost had a mental breakdown for no reason.

"Yes, you're right, Maia." I nodded in agreement and took a look at my phone. Immediately, I heaved a sigh of relief. I've been too afraid for no reason! Gosh, I've been so stupid!

"Oh. So it's not a death issue." I tucked my hair behind my ear, and a sigh of relief spilled past my lips upon discovering that Wyatt had only sent meal pictures to me.

"Hm. I don't think Wyatt is the type to stir up fear in his enemies before attacking. I think he's the type to go straight to the point so…"

I can't deny that Maia is right, and I kept nodding my head until I heard her note of address.

I growled at Maia and snapped. "What do you mean? I'm not Wyatt's enemy." I scowled unhappily. Although I don't know what status Wyatt and I have, I'm not Wyatt's enemy!

"And you're not his lover either. Quickly take a look at the picture." Maia chided me.

"Hmph!" I harrumphed at Maia and ignored her. I carefully took a look at the pictures Wyatt had sent.

Through the pictures of Wyatt's favorite meals, I discovered that Wyatt has a special taste bud.

Wyatt doesn't like something too sweet, spicy, or bitter. He had such a mild taste. So cute, like a baby!

"Eh, he's allergic to garlic, etc. Wow. I never expected it." I exclaimed while swiping at the pictures. Not only had Wyatt sent me a list of meals he liked, but he also sent me his allergies and things he disliked.

"Yes, right?" Maia nodded in agreement. "But thinking about how he doesn't seem fond of sweet things, it's expected." She chirped.

'Does being around me make you uncomfortable?'

I paused upon seeing Wyatt's text. Wyatt had stared at me throughout dinner, which had made me believe that he might be feeling suspicious.

However, on seeing this text, I can't help thinking that I've been jittery for no reason!

It turns out that Wyatt had been staring at me because he thought that I felt uncomfortable around him. He never felt suspicious of me.

Ugh! I dramatically fell back on the bed and almost let out an exasperated cry. So I didn't eat for no reason, huh? Thank you, my paranoid mind.

'Does being around me make you uncomfortable?'

Hell no. How can staying in Wyatt's presence make me uncomfortable? Not at all.

It's all because of my guilty conscience; that's it. My awkwardness wasn't due to Wyatt. Even if it's involved with him, it's only a bit, not even up to a grain.

I pushed down my thoughts and solemnly began to type a reply to Wyatt.

'I don't, Wyatt. I only recalled something painful. I'm sorry if I made you think so.' I typed it and sent it to Wyatt.

A few seconds later, Wyatt sent a reply. 'Come down and have some snacks. You didn't eat much.'

Upon seeing the text, my heart grew warm, and a sweetening feeling overtook my whole heart.

Despite the fact that Wyatt had numerous things on his mind, he was still caring and observant toward me; he's so sweet!

"Maia, I've carefully contemplated. After this sort of caring, I won't mind being six feet deep." I playfully giggled.

Maia snorted in disdain. "I knew you had a screw loose ever since your head hit that rock. Stinky Filippa." Maia scorned me.

"Ouch, that hurts." I fell back to the bed dramatically and began to roll about while 'bawling sadly'. I clutched my chest painfully and feigned wiping tears from my eyes.