"They're over at the barbecue pit. I'm off to get Yoseph."

Kendall smiled in response. "Go ahead. I'll escort Dylan over to where everyone is."

Jane waved at the couple and brushed past them before walking swiftly toward the elevator.

"Dylan, do you think Yoseph and Jane would end up together?"

The man did not respond directly. "You can try and go against Jane; after you've punched her hard in the face, you'll get an answer for your question."

Kendall was rendered speechless by his words as she thought to herself, It must be hard to win the affections of people close to Dylan. It took Emma a few years to win Toddy's heart too.

Jane must have been interested in Yoseph for quite some time now. The two of them were considered to be childhood playmates after all. However, their interaction with each other seemed to give others the wrong impression that Jane was relentless in pursuing him while Yoseph tried to run away from her clutches.

Kendall felt that she was lucky to have easily won Dylan's affections. Gosh, I am so freaking amazing and capable. How did I even do that? I'm so impressed by myself.

As for Jane, she came to Yoseph's room and lifted her hand to knock on the door.

However, there was no response from the person inside the room after which she then tried to twist the doorknob. Hey! The door's unlocked! As such, she entered the room with ease.

"Yoseph," she called out his name while walking into the room. There seemed to be the sound of running water from the bathroom. Is he taking a shower?

Jane went up to the door of the bathroom without barging in. She stood in front and banged on the door while calling out his name, "Yoseph."

However, he did not respond at all.

"Yoseph, can you hear me? Come out right now. You can't just keep hiding inside the bathroom! If you don't come out, then I'll enter. I will not hesitate to do that!"

Still, there was no response from him.

Hollering, she banged on the door and became worried after a few minutes of silence. She muttered under her breath, "Did he drown in the bathtub?"

As soon as Jane thought of that, she instantly pounded harder on the door, but to no avail. Not giving a damn about the formalities, she attempted to break the door and barge into the bathroom. However, the door was suddenly opened from the inside as soon as she rammed the door forcefully with her body.

Instantly, she fell headlong into the bathroom.

Fortunately, she did not end up sprawled on the icy-cold floor but found herself thrown into a warm embrace.

With the drenched pair of warm arms and the water droplets trickling down the body, her clothes were wet by that after falling into the embrace.

At that point, she lifted her head.

Yoseph lowered his head and the two childhood friends looked into each other's eyes.

Jane noticed that he was topless while his hair was dripping-wet too. He did not bother to towel-dry his hair and the water droplets trickled down continuously, with some dripping onto her face as she looked up.

He has earphones on! No wonder he didn't hear me knocking on the door! I thought he freaking drowned!

The next second, Yoseph swiftly shoved the person in his arms aside.

Not expecting his sudden movement, Jane found her body swinging backward upon his shove. As soon as he noticed that she was about to plunge to the ground, he grabbed her back into his arms at lightning speed. As such, she was back in his embrace once again.

Having repeatedly fallen into his arms, shock was an understatement for her.

"Jane Morris!" Finally, Jane came to her senses upon hearing Yoseph's low growl in her ears.

She straightened herself and took the opportunity to caress his chest muscles upon pushing him aside. She lamented, "You've had so much food and yet you've not gained weight at all. Your muscles are firm and you've got a great figure! That's good!"

Yoseph stood behind her and it took him a couple of seconds to realize he was still topless. He then frantically shoved her out of the bathroom as he shut the door on her. Immediately, he turned around and scrambled to find some clothes to put on.

However, he rummaged through the entire bathroom and could not find anything. In actuality, his clothes were on his bed and he did not bring them into the bathroom.

"Yo, Feisty," Yoseph yelled out his nickname for Jane from the bathroom. "Feisty, my clothes are on the bed. Could you get them for me?"

Jane took a look at the bed and realized that his clothes were indeed there.

She walked over and took his clothes before heading toward him. She leaned against the door to the bathroom and kicked the door lightly as she spoke, "I've got your clothes here, Crybaby. Do you want to get them yourself or should I send them inside?"

As soon as Yoseph heard her addressing him by the childhood nickname she had given him, there was a darkened expression on his handsome face.

He pulled open the door by a tiny slit and stretched his hand out as he commanded her, "Hand it over."

Jane chuckled gleefully and shoved the clothes into his hand.

After several minutes, he was finally dressed immaculately as he stood in front of her.

"Jane Morris! I'm warning you now to stop addressing me as Crybaby!" This is such a belittlement to my handsome and charming profile!

"Well, you've been addressing me as Feisty, so why can't I keep addressing you as Crybaby?"

At that moment, Yoseph was rendered speechless.

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