Chapter 120 Chapter 120

Chapter 120 Chapter 120
"What do you mean?" Ismael inquired when I informed him that I wanted to return to my home.
"I'll take the promise ring you gave me, because I left it there, as well as Mael, our cat."
I heard him exhale as he finished applying ointment to my butthole. "But you should not go there because it is risky. Have you forgotten what almost occurred the last time?"
Before I spoke with him, I sat up straight and folded the blanket over my body. "I'll be fast. I promise. I only need to get my belongings before returning to the penthouse. Right, I didn't have my clothes with me when you took me."
"But I can buy you new ones."
"Why buy when I have my old ones?" I approached and took his hand. 
"When are you planning to go there?" he inquired.
"When do we go home? Is it tomorrow? Then I'll go tomorrow."
He exhaled again. "I will just take it. I merely have a meeting tomorrow, but after that, I'll go straight to your house and grab your belongings."
"No, it's fine. I took off the ring you gave me, and I know where I hide it; I should have gotten it on my own."
"Then just wait for me to finish my meetings, and I'll join you. We will go to your house together."
I gave him a gentle look. His eyes were filled with anxiety and worry. Perhaps this is the only way for him to be cautious, especially after witnessing Raviel's guy nearly stab me. But I'm curious: why didn't Ismael call the police to arrest the man? Why did he take care of that with his secretary, Mr. Tory?
Perhaps he doesn't want the public to know? After all, he is a wealthy individual, and his family is well-known throughout the country. Perhaps he simply does not want his name associated with any scandal.
"Okay," I simply replied, because it would be preferable for the two of us to travel to my place together.
Ismael prepared lunch for me because I was unable to stand. Ismael really did a lot to me last night, and I can't stand normally. And I couldn't remember when I fell asleep.
We ate breakfast together before heading for another walk. We visited both the Botanical Garden and the Northern Blossom Flower Farm. I like the flowers and plants, especially the floral scents, but the snapdragon stood out to me the most.
I am overjoyed that Ismael brought me here because all I smell in the city is pollution. Ismael is the only one that smells decent, except me!
"For you," Ismael said, passing something across. I almost laughed since I expected a flower, but he gave me a plant instead.
"What is that?" I inquired, glancing at what he was holding.
"Blue Pine. It's an air purifier. Actually, all plants are air filters. Also, this one's for you." He also showed me another species of plant. The one he handed me earlier was blue, and the second one was green. "This is a lemon pine, a mosquito repellent, so you don't get bitten, and another thing, this smells good."
I gasped as he pulled a short stem from the plant, smelled it, and handed it to me. I can't help but smile. "Oh, it smells nice!" 
I grabbed a small bit of lemon pine leaf from his hand and sniffed it. "It smells like air conditioning."
"This smells like an air conditioner because it's an air purifier," he explained, pointing to the blue pine.
"Eh, you said all plants are air purifiers!"
He rubbed my shoulder. "Wow, you learned so quickly. That is very nice, baby girl," before ruffling my hair.
"Wait, there are no mosquitoes in the penthouse; why would you give me something like this?"
He laughed at me. Our visit concluded in the two-hectare floral garden. It was not really tiring. It's better that I moved around because it helped my body adjust to the exercise as opposed to reclining down, which hurt my back more. Also, it's excellent that Ismael and I are making the most of our time in Baguio, especially because we'll be returning to the city tomorrow.
"Ismael, let's take a picture over there!" I pointed to a platform with a stunning mountain view in the distance. The clouds are making the scenery even more gorgeous.
"Of course."
We persuaded several of the people there to snap pictures of us. I was clutching Ismael's hand. Right, this is our first formal picture together. I'll save it and print it later so I can carry it in my wallet. I'm going to make this my phone background, too!
"One, two, three, smile!"
I was astonished when Ismael placed his hand on my head, which is why I stared at him evilly. He transformed me into a child!
I continued to snort as I walked out of the property, looking at the photo of the two of us together. Okay, we were both smiling earlier, but when he put his hand on my head, I looked much more childlike. Doesn't he realize how many times I've wished we were closer in age so our brains could be closer together? Because, honestly, it's difficult to understand him because he was raised in a different generation than us. However, he is the one who is having the most difficulties out of the two of us because of my attitude and way of thinking.
"Hold on, I'll just get our complimentary coffee," he said, saying farewell. He went inside the rest house to get coffee, while I waited outside and looked down at the scene from above. When it comes to coffee, an Ismael will never lose.
"Excuse me, miss." I looked at the speaker to make sure he was referring to me. "Yes, you attracted my eye, so I took some photos of you earlier with your partner. Would you like to inspect it?"