My Boss Is A 1000Years Old Demon Lord|| Muzan X Mitsuki|| Kimetsu No Yaiba

Chapter 63: Livid

Mitsuki

"Mitsuki, calm down! I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this." Said Alvin.

"Yeah, it's not like Tsukihiko to accept such nonsense. He's probably plotting something." Added Teresa.

"Mitsuki, you have to-"

"Shut up and leave me alone!" I slammed my door and leaned against the door.

I slid down and sat on the floor, brought my knees to my chest and hugged them and finally break down.

I have no idea why I feel this way?! Why the fuck would I even care if he's marrying some woman?! He's nothing to do with me?! It's his life, he could do whatever he wants with it!

I got so heartbroken that I wasn't thinking straight. I started to throw one of my tantrums. Unknowingly throwing things around the room. This time, I even used my powers. I flipped my bed and blasted it to ashes. I grabbed whatever l saw and threw it or turned it to ashes. I have to say, I have never been this messed up in my life.

And I don't even know why...

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"I would have rebuked you, but I won't." Teresa sighed as she scanned my room.

"My God, Mitsuki what have you done?" Chris shook her head in disbelief.

"It's a mess." Alvin added.

"Good thing I got it recorded." Braz holds onto a thumb drive.

"Excuse me?!" I looked up and glared and they all shivered in fear, except for Braz.

I probably look like a ghost right now, a messed up one. I cried until I felt like I'm going to be blind forever.

"I just planted the mini camera today after I heard a quarrel so there's nothing you should worry about." Braz explained.

"I will sleep in the guest room." I said bluntly.

"Sebastian." I called.

"Yes, your highness." He bowed.

"Clean this up and I want my room better looking than before. You can use this." I gave him my debit card.

"Oh-Oh, okay. As you wish, your grace." He bowed again before leaving.

"Wow, what happened? Did someone attacked you?"

Great, just the guy I hope I wouldn't see right now.

"And what happened to you? Mitsu you looked terrible." Muzan raised an eyebrow.

"Oh l don't know?! Why won't we ask the bastard who used us the whole time?!" Chris snapped.

"Why are you even still doing here?! You should be-"

"Finish that sentence and I'll assure you, your heads will be hanging on my wall." He scowled.

They went silent but kept glaring daggers at him.

"Did you do this, Mitsu?" He asked.

"Why? It doesn't matter anyway." I stared at him with my bloodshot eyes.

"I see. Can we talk in private so I can explain my myself?" He looked past me, feeling it's better to talk alone cause four pairs of eyes glaring right through him.

"Yeah, sure. Do you mind if I use the bathroom for a while to freshen up?"

"Yeah, go ahead." He nodded.

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"Look, I thought hard yesterday and I realised, I should move on from this intoxicating relationship, and Vanessa is a good choice. Her father will name me as his heir and I'll get his assets." He explained.