Chapter Two – Blue Panty Disaster Continues (Lila's POV)
"Pervert!"
The man snatched the blue pantie from my hands like I'd just committed the greatest crime in human history.
"Who let you in?" he shouted, waving it aggressively in my face. "Are you one of those… stalker fans?!"
I blinked. Fans? "Fans?" I repeated, dumbfounded. Wait… who is he even talking about? Am I in a K-drama? Is he a celebrity or something?
But he wasn't done. Every few seconds he threw out another insult: "Stalker! Pervert! Dirty gold digger!"
"I… I swear I didn't know it was underwear!" I yelled, trying not to faint from embarrassment. "I didn't!"
But he continued, ranting, like some self-proclaimed king of the world. Handsome? Sure. But arrogant beyond belief. Those men who think the universe revolves around them — yes, that exact type. I literally hate them.
Finally, I screamed at the top of my lungs, "STOP IT! I said I didn't know! And who are you to call me a stalker? You're just a man! Just a… man!"
Even he looked shocked. For a moment, he actually stepped back.
Then, like the universe demanded more chaos, he tilted his head and screamed back:
"I'm not just a man! I'm a man all girls like!"
I rolled my eyes so hard I think I saw my own brain spin out of my skull.
At that exact moment, Mom and Victoria arrived.
"Lila, are you okay?" Mom asked, concern plastered on her face.
Victoria looked between me and the man. "Adrian… what is going on?"
He waved the pantie like a flag of absolute judgment. "Mom, who let this perverted stalker inside the house?!"
I yelled at the same time: "Perverted… stalker?!"
Victoria gave him the death glare of all mothers. "Son, stop this nonsense. Lila is not a stalker — she's Margaret's daughter! She came with her to visit me because I invited them!"
"Well, if she's not a stalker…" Adrian waved the pantie like a scepter, "…she's still a pervert."
I looked at Mom with the most helpless expression I could muster. It's not what you think!
Victoria, meanwhile, took one glance at my dress and then… burst out laughing. Hard. Loud. Like she'd been holding it in for years.
I hid my face in my hands. She understood. She knew. I'd literally washed her son's underwear on my white dress. Shame level: maximum.
I whispered, "Yes… I mistook it for a tissue."
Mom chuckled softly.
Adrian still looked disgusted. "You expect me to believe that? Why was my pantie in the bathroom then?"
"I… didn't put it there!" I shouted.
Just then, Eva, the maid, peeked in shyly. "Sorry, sir Adrian… I forgot it there. I was too busy today."
Victoria and Mom couldn't stop laughing. Tears were streaming down Victoria's face. First impressions? Completely ruined. Disaster unlocked.
Adrian smirked at me before turning and walking away. "You're still a pervert in my eyes."
And there I stood. A complete fool. Even with proof, apparently, I was still a pervert.
I gave him the death glare of my life. I will kill you.