Even being near him, there's a possibility of being snatched by his competitors! Not to mention the mess she herself has stirred up!
Not taking medicine, not eating dinner, she's practically driving him mad.
Seeing the man's face darken to the point of turning pale, Iris Harris felt a little intimidated, fearing Brandan might lose his mind and do something unreasonable.
Pressing her lips together, Iris decided to step out for a while. She couldn't stay in the same place with this guy.
Brandan grabbed her wrist, coldly demanding, "Where are you going?"
"I'll go wherever you're not."
Brandan glared at her, only now realizing that she had the ability to irritate him to no end.
"..."
Without speaking, Brandan gripped her delicate wrist, forcefully leading her downstairs.
Iris struggled a few times, realizing she couldn't break free, so she stopped resisting, letting him drag her down the stairs angrily.
