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Chapter 39

Preeda literally moaned in pain and Lisa was using real strength not to burst out laughing.

"Me too, dear," her mother gave up and patted her shoulder gently. "But get a shower, oh Lord," she sighed in disgust but even managed to prevent Lisa from putting her heads together and making sure all of her dust fell on her. "Lisa!"

"Okay, okay," she pulled away from her and stared proudly at her work. The black with white polka dots Celine wrap dress her mother was wearing now had obvious dust particles as well as spots made by Lisa's hands and there was dust on her mother's hair as well. Perfect! "Wow, look, now your hair matches your outfit!"

Her mother glared at her, patting her hair. "You're unbelievable," she sighed and brushed her clothes out with a scrunched nose, holding the expensive fabric of her dress between long fingernails.

"It ain't that deep mom," Lisa shook her hand and patted her dress, leaving another stain that turned her mother's gaze psychopathic. "Oops!"

"Aish, Lisa!" Preeda complained. "All that act to get my dress dirty, amazing. You never change, right? "

"Nope, too late for that"

"When will it be the day in which you open that door being decent? "

"Maybe if you warned me instead of coming to my house out of nowhere, I'll be cleaner now," Lisa shrugged with an innocent smile not at all going with her passive aggressive tone.

"You would make up another dumb excuse to keep me away," Preeda said, tilting her head and facing her. Of course she hadn't believed her excuses, her mother was not stupid.

"There must be a reason for that," Lisa objected. "I think you get the clue"

Her mother's arrogant gaze fell apart at her annoyed response as if her words had really hurt her and Lisa couldn't really care less, she didn't want her mother around, she didn't want her mother in her apartment and less with Jungkook nearby, and she didn't like at all that she never respected her space.

All of this irritated her more than usual because she had Jungkook hiding in the bathroom. Why the hell did she have to come and ruin everything? For once in her life, couldn't she stay out of her life and leave her alone?

"So, you were painting a wall?" her mother asked with dignity, ending the tense silence that formed between them.

Lisa crossed her arms. "Yes, I am actually busy so no, it's not a make up excuse," she herself realized that she was too bold to say that as if she had not lied before.

Her mother didn't buy any of it, clearly. "Don't act like I'm accusing you out of nowhere, Lalisa. You've been lying about being busy and we both know it. Maybe now you are but you weren't all those times I told you to come home," Preeda accused her seriously. "Wedding photoshoot that never got into your page? Please. And that beach photoshoot that required you going to Busan? Just like that? Who takes a photographer to Busan? Just admit you went there for vacation instead of coming home or receiving us for a few days here!"

"And if I did, what?" Lisa asked in exasperation. "I'm a grown ass woman-"

"Language"

"I am a grown fucking ass woman," Lisa insisted raising her chin, making her mother squint, her thin jaw clenched and cocky nose up. "I can swear and I can stay wherever I want during MY vacations without you tracking me down as if they were some prisoner"

"We are your parents, Lalisa! You are all by yourself in this country! Even Bambam came back home. Why couldn't you just get back home for a few days?"

She could easily have said that she wasn't as lonely as she seemed, but she wasn't going to take that risk.