100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Thirty-Three...

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After leaving Abigail's room, Nathan bumped into Ethan in the hallway.

"Dad! Watch your steps." Ethan complained when Nathan accidentally hit him. He rubbed his eyes, yawning. He had just woken up. The young boy was still in his pajamas.

"I'm sorry," Nathan apologized, ruffling Ethan's head. He looked a little bit absentminded.

Ethan's eyebrows were drawn together as he watched his father's strange expression. "Why are you in a hurry? Where are you going?"

"Kitchen," Nathan shortly responded. "Come. I will make you some hot choco."

Nathan grabbed his son's hand, pulling him to the kitchen. He just wanted to flee. He almost kissed Abigail and someone caught him in the act. He didn't know what had gotten into him. He just felt like kissing her a while ago.

"What absurd thinking, Nate! Are you insane? Why did you do that to Abi?" He scolded himself over and over again.

Ethan just followed his dad obediently. He heard him murmuring but he couldn't understand what he was saying. 'Dad is talking to himself. Whoa. This is the first time I saw him acting like this. Is he sick?' Ethan was amused by his father's strange behavior early this morning.

Then his lips curled up into a wide grin. 'Maybe love sickness! Haha... If I heard it right... I think he mentioned Miss Abi's name.'

Upon reaching the kitchen, Nathan carried Ethan, putting him on the chair. The young boy rested his elbows on the top of the bed, cupping his chin in his hands. He watched his father move across the kitchen as he prepared hot choco for him.

A minute later, Nathan was done. He approached Ethan and put down the cup of hot choco in front of his son. "Here..."

"Thanks, Dad," Ethan mumbled, grabbing the cup. He blew it three times before taking a sip.

Spit!

Splash!

Ethan spat the hot choco when he noticed the weird taste. It was salty!

"Dad! Are you pranking me?! Why did you put salt into my choco?!" Ethan scolded his father exasperatedly.

Nathan was not in his mind a while ago. He added iodized salt instead of powdered milk.

"I'm sorry, son. It's my bad." Nathan was too embarrassed to face his own son.

Ethan clicked his tongue and watched Ethan helplessly. He jumped off his chair and guided Nathan to his chair. "Dad, sit down. Let me make my own drink. Do you want coffee?"

Nathan rubbed his temples and nodded his head. Maybe he just needed a coffee to wake up from his daydreaming. He also needed to clear his mind. He was still wondering why he attempted to kiss Abigail this morning. Maybe he was just carried away by her emotions. He saw fear in her eyes and he wanted to comfort her.

"Dad, is everything fine?" Ethan took a peek at him while he was making coffee for his father.

"Yeah. I guess... I'm just tired."

"Have you seen, Miss Abi, Dad? I will make coffee for her too." Ethan's face brightened up at the thought of Abigail.

Meanwhile, Nathan tossed a look at his son and saw the bright smile playing across his small lips. 'Sigh. My son is really fond of Abi. Why do I feel like I am being influenced by my son?' Nathan took another deep breath.

After a few minutes, Ethan was done making the two coffees. He brought two cups of coffee to his dad.

"Here we go, Dad! Here is your coffee and the other one is for Miss Abi." Ethan handed the two cups of coffee to his dad with a cheerful smile on his adorable face.

Nathan eyed him in disbelief. "Why are you giving me her coffee? Aren't you going to give this to her?"

"Dad. You are thinking of Miss Abi, don't you? So I am giving you this coffee so that you will have a reason to see her. Go now and leave. I still have to make my own hot choco." Little Ethan was dismissing his father, urging him to leave the kitchen and just go to Abigail's room.

Nathan blinked his eyes in puzzlement. How come his son was good at reading his mind? How did he know that he was thinking of her?

Seeing the flustered look in his father's eyes, Ethan burst into a wave of laughter. His giggles bubbled up in the entire kitchen. "Stop staring at me like that, Dad. I'm not a mind reader. It's just that... I heard you mentioning Miss Abi's name. Now... Just go and see her!"

'But I just came out of her room...' Nathan wanted to say but just kept his silence.

In the end, Little Ethan won. Nathan was 'forced' to deliver the coffee to Abigail's room. But deep inside, he really wanted to see her again and found out her reaction after that interrupted kiss.

Enjoying his victory, Little Ethan made his own hot choco drink. Then he decided to follow his dad. As he passed through the hallway, Ethan noticed that the two robots were still there, guiding the room.

"I don't think that room is an empty room. Something important might be hidden there." Ethan mumbled. He glanced from left to right and saw no one. Then a mischievous smile flashed on his charming face. The young boy was up to something.

Ethan decided to approach and test the two robots. "Good morning, A1 and A2! May I come in?"

The two robots gazed down as they heard Ethan's voice. They scanned Ethan's face for two seconds and were able to identify his identity. Information about Ethan was flashed in their internal memories. The boy was harmless and he was not an enemy so the two robots didn't stop him from entering the room.

Little Ethan was full of curiosity. Holding the cup of hot choco, Ethan stepped inside the room to explore. From the entrance door, Ethan could already see the person lying on the bed, several tubes were connected to her including the oxygen mask. The beeping sound of the monitor was the only sound he could hear inside.

"Huh? A patient?"

Ethan couldn't see her face yet but he could tell that the person was a woman because of her long hair, pale skin, and slender figure. Ethan slowly stepped forward, inching closer to the unknown patient.

The moment he reached the bed and saw Phantomflake's face, Ethan's eyes widened and he gasped in utter surprise. "Miss Abi?"

Confusion resurfacing in his eyes, Ethan blinked several times to have a second look at the woman lying on the sick bed.

CRASH!

Another cup was broken when Little Ethan dropped it on the floor. He couldn't believe what he was seeing at the moment. He felt like his eyes were playing tricks on him.

'No way. This couldn't be. Who is she? What am I seeing... a familiar face... She looks like~'

"Kiddo, you are not supposed to be here..." A voice at the back was heard. Before Ethan could turn around, he felt like he was hit by something and his eyelid became heavy.

Thud!

The young boy fell unconscious and Bam-Bam made sure that he wouldn't get hurt. Using his magical power, Bam-Bam cleaned the mess inside the room while making the unconscious young boy float in the air.

"Sigh! What is the boy doing here? My master wouldn't like Ethan to see her body. I thought they wouldn't let him see my Master's body. Those useless robots! They didn't guard the room." Bam-Bam complained as he cleaned the broken shards scattered on the floor.

After cleaning, Bam-Bam made sure to teleport Little Ethan back to his room. "What you see in that room was just a dream... It was only a dream." Bam-Bam uttered like a mantra as he put Ethan on his bed.

Bam-Bam didn't leave Ethan immediately. He lingered in that room for several minutes just watching the boy.

"I am always asking myself every time I encounter this kid. Can he see me? Can he hear me? He looks suspicious to me." Bam-Bam was having his monologue. He flew on top of Ethan and began poking Ethan's cheek using the tip of his paw.

"This boy... he doesn't look like Nathan... he resembles her the most... his mother..." After saying that, a wide grin appeared on the magical creature's face.

"Hahaha. I can see future dramas coming. Hmmm. It will be more exciting. But for now, I have to leave... and find the soul of the real Abigail."

Bam-Bam was about to disappear when he shot Ethan one last glance. There was a meaningful smile plastered on his face. "See you around, Little Kiddo. Keep on playing cupid for your Dad and my Master! Your wish will be fulfilled!"

After saying that, Bam-Bam disappeared from Ethan's room, in just a blink of an eye. A few minutes later, Little Ethan opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling blankly, trying to recall what happened to him.