CONNOR ??

[Chapter-IV]

I stood up and quickly made my way downstairs. I saw Jaxon hung up his coat and sat down on the couch. He smiled as he gazed towards me.

"What did you eat?" He asked and patted the seat next to him.

"Eh, brito?" I answered and sat down next to him.

"Burrito?" He raised his brow, with a slight frown on his face.

"Yeh, burrito." I giggled lightly.

"Harvey?" He called out.

Harvey is a butler with a kind nature.

Jaxon told him to look after me and make sure I took a proper diet, when he was leaving.

"Yes sir?" He walked in and asked politely.

"What did Connor eat?" Jaxon asked, with a little frown appearing on his face.

"Sir, I told Connor to eat his lunch but he kept saying that 'no, I'm not hungry.' He wasn't eating lasagna, so I made him eat a burrito." He answered truthfully.

Jaxon narrowed his eyes towards me. I gulped, averting my eyes to the ground.

"You should eat, Connor. You know, you're weighless." He told me softly.

"Bring the food. He's gonna eat now." Jaxon ordered Harvey. He nodded and went to the kitchen.

"I really am not hungry." I mumbled but he doesn't seem to listen.

Harvey entered with lasagna in his hand and placed down on the table in front of me.

"You won't stand up from your spot, until you finish your food." Jaxon said sternly to me. I sighed, giving in.

Great. Just great. For what I came from and what it got turned into.

After finishing my lunch, I sauntered up to my room. I moved to the door and sat down on my bed, after the wholemeal drama.

When I was going to pick up my phone, the door of my room got slammed open, and the two angry wolves walked in. They glanced around my room in a manner as they were in search of something.

What are they up to now?

I was gonna ask about it but their eyes landed on the desk. Maverick stepped forward and picked up my phone.

"Who the hell said you could use a damn phone?" He asked angrily through gritted teeth.

"J-Jaxon brought for me." I whispered.

"You don't edeserve a Samsung phone and Dad has got you an IPhone X."

"It's mine, now." A small smirk appeared on Maverick's face.

"What is going on?" I snapped my head up to see Jaxon leaning against the doorframe, with a confused expression.

"Nothing, Dad. We were just leaving." Thibbault said and they strolled out of the room with my phone.

"What happened?" Jaxon asked me, a confused expression plastered on his face.

"They came to p-pick up their sweatshirt." I tried to come up with a lie. I mentally face palmed myself for being such a horrible liar.

"Sweatshirt? The two of them?" I hesitantly nodded to answer his question.

"Okay whatever is it. I want you guys to start getting along." He sighed. "Get ready. I'm gonna take you to a hospital."

"Hospital, for what?" I questioned, bewildered.

"For a check-up."

CONNOR