Paint With Love (English Translation)

11

CHAPTER 11

Co-translator: Pressy_13

editor : hopscotch03

-Pabb-

Maze has already entered the bedroom and still refused to open his mouth after being hugged by Pabb for a long time. The company employees don't wish to make their boss angry. Even when he entered, his face still turned red... but he isn't angry, right?

If he was asked why Pabb hugged him like that. Pabb just felt like he couldn't leave the young boy like that. When he was young, he always had his father stroking his head when he felt discouraged, but there was no one at all for Maze. Why was he such a lonely person?

Pabb threw the two painkillers that were held in his hand for so long that they melted, into his mouth and filled it with drinking water. This was the end of this tiring day. The soft sofa cried out for him to lie down. The young artist closed his heavy eyelids. Sleep is the best for healing wounds.

-Maze -

The bedroom door, which had been closed for less than five minutes, was slightly open enough for Maze to see through. Maze watched as Pabb fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, it was like someone flipped the off switch. He was relieved and he pulled the door to the room closed. Maze dropped himself onto the soft bed with a strange feeling. He couldn't have said it directly. He doesn't know what happened to him.

His right hand was placed on his left chest, his heart's rhythm started to change when he thought of the impact of that hug, it was warm.

He should go to the hospital tomorrow...

************

"I like it when you offer something like this. It is so amazing."

"Me too, Will. I just think it's interesting."

Maze clenched his temples violently all through his brain. Mr. Will unexpectedly entered his office, stopping to talk with his staff members all over the room because they are preparing for big customers. But as soon as the door slides open, this old foreigner says, "Don't worry. I just want to talk with Pabb."

Well, he came to talk to me in my office like this but he doesn't speak my language.

"Pabb is right. Mr. Will takes care of him like a child." Noona even had to walk up to her desk, "Good luck."

"The idiot speaks the same language as him." Maze shrugged. "Are you ready for the next event, P'?"

"Hmmm... senior level, Nong Maze. I have already booked a famous presenter."

"Who?"

"Than"

"Than? Good, let's talk about it."

Than was a friend from Maze's college days. In addition, he also used to help during the infamous cockroach incident.

"Seeing this stone betrothal is a little more comfortable."

"So Nong Maze, look at this table..."

"I can't believe an artist like you is working in an office"

"..." Pabb is smiling. He doesn't want to say that the reason he works here is because he's in debt.

"You like this kind of work, too?"

"It's not that bad, Will."

"But it would be better to do what you love, right?"

"It definitely would, Will..."

What did Noona say? Why do I only hear Mr. Will the dry stomach employee?

"Look here, Maze. There will be a period of free time for about an hour and a half. I'm afraid that people will disappear from work."