171 Bad Rex

“Rex?”

Rex turned to look at the door. It wasn’t closed, so he heard Celestine’s voice. He got out of the shower and took a bathrobe from a hanger before heading out.

No one was inside his room when he came out, which means Celestine had gone to the sitting room. However, before he could walk to the door, it was pushed open from the other side and her beautiful face filled with worry was all that came to view.

“Hi,” Rex said soullessly with a slight hoarseness in his voice. He left the door ajar and walked back to

the room.

Celestine entered and closed the door behind her. “Hey, your house looks beautiful.” She didn’t know what to say. The young man standing in front of the mirror right now was a different version of Rex.

“Mn,” he replied and took the hairdryer.

“Rex,” she dropped her handbag on the couch and stood close to it. “We are your family… Your brother is,” she knew those were what he already knew but she was seriously lost and didn’t know what to say to ease his pain right now.

Rex hardly feels this way and when he does, he is no different from Maverick who is a walking dead. This type of Rex is someone none of them want to see. One Maverick is enough, they don’t need another Maverick who smells of death.

“We are all used to our supposed families being our greatest enemies. I know it hurts to know that the

should person you keep wishing would amend their ways keeps disappointing you, but Rex, you accept that she can’t change. She can’t love you-”

look at her. “Celeste, will you be that woman in my life?” 1 Celestine swallows the lump that had formed in her throat. She lowered her eyes to her

took large strides towards her and before she could fully open the door, Rex slammed the

do this again?”

my woman, Celeste?”

Rex this serious before. At this moment, he was giving her Maverick’s vibe.

please, stop it-”

both hands on the

is not right. You are

He cut her off. He was slow and serious. His eyes were red and a vein was popping on his forehead.

called me mother, remember?”

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that it’s figurative. Mother,

him helplessly but he didn’t budge. “Do you know what you are asking for?

won’t work.”

you still thinking about that weakling? Do you still want to make

choice?!”

“Rex, stop it.”

not your type, Celeste. He’s a golddigger, a worthless man! Did you marry him because you

“Paah!”

the tight slap. He felt a cut on his lower lips and touched

You love me too and

she tried to peel his hand away from the door

was palpitating wildly as fear of what she had been running

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