Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Hades scanned them. "Why else do you think this is an S-class mission?" They had forgotten that Hades was giving them an S-class mission, not making negotiations. "This is a mission, so you'd better keep that in mind. F*ck off if you can't do it!" Hades roared before going back upstairs.

How dare they say I'm going to fail. I can't be that unlucky, can I? Dammit. All they do is discourage me. Hades went up, feeling annoyed.

Meanwhile, the four of them looked at one another in confusion; they didn't know what they should do.

"What now?"

"Selena's definitely not gonna say yes."

his arms. "Look alive, mateys. Time for a mission." Now, they started to worry about Hades, for they knew it was bound to fail, but Hades still wanted

midnight came, a man in a windbreaker disembarked from an airplane. Nothing shone in the darkness of the airport, save for his eyes-Pierre had

left, he had spent every waking moment missing her. It was the first time he felt such passionate longing. He couldn't sleep nor

knew where she lived, so when Pierre reached her place, he stood there in the darkness, staring at the house that was still lit up. I wonder what she's doing at this hour. He stood before the window in silence, but he couldn't see her. All he could do was imagine what she was like in the house. Then, the window swung open, and Pierre quickly took cover in

later, she closed the window and pulled the blinds down before turning off

sounds of something rustling woke him up. Pierre had been sleeping in the same corner he hid himself last night, so he peeped out from the corner and saw Selena coming out with Juniper, then he quickly

into a car, going on a road trip. It was the weekend, and Juniper didn't have to attend kindergarten, so Selena decided to spend all her time

again. Now, Selena had become gaunt, and the gleam on her face was gone. Jameson's death hit her hard, and for some reason, he recalled the time she proposed to him. Traditionally speaking, men should be the ones proposing, and for that, Pierre felt that he

he followed them from a distance away,