Supreme Master In The Apocalypse

"Make sure you won't stay up very late, alright?" Verda reminded her son as Hugo bid goodbye to her.

Time quickly passed by. It was already Friday. The day where Hugo will sleep at Abigail's house for a night.

Hugo took a day off for the day to accompany the woman. Gladly, Mrs. Reyes was kind enough to allow him.

[Lilith: My mother told me that you're not coming today?]

Hugo glanced over at his phone when he saw Lilith's message. His brows shot up, and he replied 'Yes' to her. After that, he turned off his phone and hid it inside his pocket.

Since the incident last week, Lilith's behavior has abruptly changed. He had little to no idea how to calmly handle the sudden changes from her.

Lilith was constantly texting him every day. Just like now, if he didn't turn off his phone, then he was 100 percent sure that the woman would ask more questions.

Now Lilith acts as if she was his girlfriend. Well, it was not a big deal if the woman really was. Lilith was pretty, with a body that any guy would want. But since she was not his, then the way Lilith acted was subtly annoying.

"We are here, Sir Hugo," Rommel mentioned as they entered a private property away from the city. There was a big mansion in the middle that was guarded well by some bodyguards.

"Hugo!" Abigail waved her hands as she ran to greet him.

Hugo chuckled as he saw her excitement. "Hi there," he smiled widely as he followed Abigail's steps.

Abigail led him inside the mansion. Hugo's eyes roamed around. 'The things here didn't change,' he pointed out as he saw a grand staircase in the middle leading to the second floor.

'And this never fails to amaze me,' he murmured as his eyes caught a glimpse of the shining chandelier in the middle. When he asked Abigail about the price, she answered that they bought the chandelier for almost 500 thousand dollars.

"Where will I be staying?" He curiously asked Abigail as they took a seat in the living room. A few maids came in their direction, asking what food do they want to have.

"Juice is fine for me," Hugo answered the maid before turning his full attention to Abigail.

Abigail bit her lower lips. She laughed nervously before answering. "My mother was remodeling some of our rooms…" she paused for a while. "So, we have no choice but to sleep in my room."

"That means we will both sleep in your room? Isn't that a bit…"

"Oh, yes! Don't worry. I asked one of the maids to look for another mattress." Abigail understood what Hugo meant with his words.

A deep breath of relief escaped Hugo's mouth. 'Thank goodness,' he uttered to himself.

"Let one of them take your bag to my room first." Abigail pointed out the maids on the side.

Hugo nodded and gave his bag to the maid, who went closer to him. Since it was still 6 in the evening, they needed to wait for another hour before dinner.

"Wait for me. I will just get something!" Abigail hurriedly stood up. She went into her room to grab something.

It was a pajama set that she bought solely for this night. It was a pair, obviously. She bought one for her as well, with the same design.

'Wear this." Abigail gave the set to Hugo.

Hugo's forehead creased as he opened what was inside the plastic. "A pajama?" he glanced over at Abigail and saw that she was giving him a pleading eye.

"Alright." He tilted his head as he went over to the bathroom to change his clothes.

Hugo looked at his reflection in the mirror. "Not bad," he exclaimed as he saw how the silk pajama fit his body.

"I'm quite surprised that Abigail knows my size."

Leaving the bathroom, he carefully folded his clothes. "Can you place this inside Abigail's room?" he asked one of the maids on the side.

"Yes, Sir." The old woman bowed her head before doing what Hugo asked her.

When Hugo came back, Abigail was already standing up on the side. She excitedly clapped her hands. "You look good at that!" she complimented when she saw him.

Hugo shook his head before taking a seat. "What should we do now?" he asked her.

Abigail sat next to Hugo. "The maid will come here sooner. I asked her to come to pick up the mattress and see what you will like."

"Alright."

It took a few minutes before a maid arrived, panting for air because of exhaustion.

"What happened?" Abigail's forehead formed a straight line as the maid in front of them looked very tired.

"Miss… there is no other mattress available. We were just informed that Madam had thrown them all out because of its oldness." The maid bowed her head.

Abigail's jaw fell to the ground. Shequickly stood up and asked the maid, "But, I told my Mom that we will have a visitor today! "

"Madam thought that you two would share the same bed, Miss Abigail."

Worried flickered into Abigail's eyes. She glanced over at Hugo, who was still sitting on the side.

"I'm sorry for the trouble…" she apologetically said in a low voice.

Hugo shook his head. "It's not your fault." he tried to console Abigail, who was now looking so problematic.

"Is it alright with you if we share the same bed? Don't worry. I am sure we have more pillows. We can place that in the middle, to be sure," Abigail nervously questioned.

Hugo took a sip in the glass of juice in front of him as his throat became dry. "Sure…" he answered without a choice. They really have no choice but to sleep beside each other!

'Give me the strength, Dear Lord.'

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Author's Note- Let's all pray for Hugo! May his hidden sword continue to be strong. And may it sleep peacefully in his chambers for tonight.

I just want to inform you that the update will already be every other day until this novel gets contracted.