Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 51 - 49- Arc 2

After they had left the ward, Zosia released Kent's hand which she had been holding.

Kent glanced at the now empty hand which she had been holding and turned to her, "What, now that you have finished using me, you have abandoned me."

Zosia stared at him, speechless.

"Tsk, seems like I am right. But don't you think you need to offer something in return?"

Zosia stared at him in disbelief. As for Kent, he was just getting his revenge, he was that petty.

"Cat got your tongue." He remarked.

He actually wasn't planning to do anything, but he felt the urge to see her blush. His eyes glinted sharply as he scanned her face.

'Sigh!' he couldn't see anything. Apart from being speechless and staring at him in disbelief, she did not react.

Sighing audibly, he was about to walk away when Zosia spoke.

"How about this?" He could feel her warm breath on his neck. His Adam apple bulbed.

He could feel her leaning closer, stupefied, he immediately pushed her.

"You!"

"So now we are even." She smirked and walked away.

Lost in the feeling he just felt, despite the proximity between them not being as close as one would imagine, but it was enough to make a teenager's mind run wild.

He stared at her back that got further and further away and immediately chased after her.

"What was that for?" He asked the moment he caught up with her. freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Payment." She answered, her answer concise .

"That's payment, more like an invitation to death."

"Hahaha... How?" She laughed, her dimples in full display.

Kent's face turned red with anger, "You think it's funny? You think it's okay to just...just...ugh!" He stuttered, his words failing him.

Zosia's laughter only grew louder, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, Kent, you're so cute!" She teased.

Kent's face turned an even deeper shade of red, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Cute? You think I'm cute? You're the one who's being reckless and irresponsible! If you were asked to take responsibility, would you do it?" He hissed, his voice low and menacing.

Zosia's laughter slowly died down, her expression turning serious. "I was just paying you back as you asked earlier, Kent. Don't be so dramatic, besides, you were the one who asked for such payment." She said, her voice firm but cold.

Kent's anger slowly dissipated, replaced by a sense of embarrassment. He looked away, his eyes scanning the surrounding area to avoid eye contact. "Whatever. Just remember, don't try this with someone else, you may end up finding yourself in a place you would not recognize." He muttered, his voice barely audible.

Zosia's expression softened, her eyes filled with a hint of apology. She has gone a little too far. She had allowed herself to allow the emotions lead despite at times it looked like she was the one at the helm of the ship.

"I know, Kent. And I'm sorry if I overstepped any boundaries." She said, her voice sincere.

Kent's gaze snapped back to hers, his eyes searching for any sign of insincerity. But all he saw was genuine remorse. His expression softened, his anger dissipating completely.

"Just be more careful next time, okay?" He said, his voice gentle.

Zosia nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I will. I promise." And with that, the tension between them dissipated, replaced by a sense of understanding and mutual respect. They continued walking, their footsteps in sync, their silence comfortable.

But Kent couldn't shake off the feeling that Zosia's "payment" had left him with. It was a feeling he couldn't quite explain, a mix of excitement and nervousness, as well as longing.

They walked out of the hospital. Gazing at the evening sky, she felt her stomach grumble.

"It's been a long day." She couldn't help but murmur."

"Yeah. I just hope the police doesn't call us in for another "Confession"." He said, using his hand to make an air quote, emphasizing on the confession.

"Mhmm... It will be bad if our parents found out."

"Hey," he turned to Zosia, "You still owe me the coffee treat."

Zosia blinked her eyelashes as she tried to recall Mirabel's memory. She suddenly saw a broken memory.

In the memory, Mirabel was frowning as she stared at the dumbfounded boy before her. The boy was none other than Kent. She had just rejected his confession and then he had that look.

She was already feeling irritated from all the stares, so she promised to treat him to a coffee as that was all she could afford. That was when the intense eyes on her eased and she was finally allowed to leave.

"Don't tell me you also forgot that?" Kent asked tentatively.

"No, just thinking of, if to treat you to a meal instead of a coffee."

"You said that. Better keep to your word. Will call you and tell you where to treat me to." He said and ran off.

Zosia's gaze followed him, she was surprised at why he suddenly left. Her eyes had a layer of suspicion, she immediately brought out her phone which had somehow been connected to the chip.

She had come in contact with Kael's phone, so she now has lifetime access to it.

When they were fighting those goons, her phone had slipped out of her hoodie jacket pocket while Kent had used his as a weapon

She was quite surprised that the phone had not broken to pieces after meeting one of the goons head.

Anyway, she had done like she had mistakenly picked the wrong phone and voila.

"Aish, I am yet to even go through my Dad's own." Her eyes flashed as she muttered.

Instead of checking what she had planned to check, she tucked her phone back into her pocket.

'I shouldn't take advantage of this, else I will get addicted to it.' she thought.

Using the map, she decided to walk to her house. Which she found out wasn't too far from the hospital.

Arriving at the estate, she was met with another problem. Identification.

"Who are you coming to see, child?" The security guard asked, flashing his brown teeth.

"Hey, coming to see your rich friend or maybe a guy?" The younger security guard spoke. One of his hands twirled the cigarette.

Zosia was unwilling to trade words with them. She brought out the phone that she had tucked into her pocket.

She called Ariana, who was the second person on her call list.

"Mom, send someone to come pick me up at the gate. The security guards won't let me in."

"How did you find the place? Never mind. I will send someone to come pick you up. It's great you came back earlier."

Zosia did not understand why Ariana had said it was great she had come back earlier. Was something wrong?

"Hey, if they don't come to get you, you should leave the gate and don't block the road for others."

Zosia turned to stare at the younger security guard and walked away to the side. Sitting on the pavement which has some shrubs planted by the side, she waited for the person that was said to come pick her up, to come.

A few minutes later, a familiar face came to view. It was uncle Kenny. He was the one who acted as a father figure in place of Kael when Mirabel needed one the most.

"Mirabel!" He called out with a wave. A big smile adorned his face, his eyes were narrowed into slits by the huge smile on his face.

Zosia smiled and stood up. Dusting her butt, she walked up to him.

She turned to look at the security guards who immediately opened the door. They didn't dare waste time like they were doing before.

Zosia gazed at their bent backs in the posture of greeting and couldn't help but marvel at human nature.

Clicking her tongue, she walked away. She knew they were just doing their jobs, but their words were not proper.

As she walked alongside Uncle Kenny, Zosia couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. She could finally get some rest and calmly go through the information she had gathered today. She was really stressed out. She had used a lot of Qi which practically emptied her reserves.

Her reason for walking back home was to see if she could be busy and still be able to circulate Qi through the numerous blockade that filled the body.

Her plan was to arrange all the information and then using her spring water to cleanse the body.

"Hey, kiddo, how was your day?" Uncle Kenny asked, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of trouble.

Zosia shrugged, "It was okay, I guess. Just a lot of drama at the hospital."

"Why were you at the hospital?" He asked, his eyes narrowed.

"My friend got bullied and we happened to see how they had wasted him and took him to the hospital."

Uncle Kenny nodded sympathetically, "I hope you weren't affected ?"

"No I wasn't."

"It must have been stressful for both you and your friends."

Zosia nodded, "Yeah, but I'm fine. Just a little shaken up, that's all."

Uncle Kenny put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "Well, you're safe now. And I'm glad you're home early.

We have guests."

Zosia raised an eyebrow, "Guests?"

Uncle Kenny nodded his head, "You will see them once you are inside."

Zosia's mind raced with possibilities, but before she could press Uncle Kenny for more information, they arrived at the house.

As they walked in, Zosia was greeted by the warm smile of Ariana, who enveloped her in a tight hug. "Welcome back sweetie. How are your friends?"

Zosia hugged her back, "They are fine." She answered. "Heard from Uncle Kenny that we have guests?"

"Yeah, my friend from University. We decided to meet and chat and then we became close. So now she came to see me with her son."

"By the way, you two should be in the same class. Surprisingly, her son attends your school." Zosia did not reply to her statement but only stared at her with a raised eyebrow.

Feeling curious, she walked with Ariana to see the so-called guests.

Why would a guest come visit them at a time like this? When Ariana had just divorced.

Entering the living room, she was met with an annoyingly familiar face and a pair of eyes that stared at her in amusement.

"What are you doing here?

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