Father: "I’m sending you to my friend’s house to become his daughter’s personal servant. That’s final."
Mark stood in shock and went straight to his room, then to the bathroom.
He took a long shower.
Jake knocked on the door.
Jake: "Mark? Are you there?"
Jake: "Hey Mark, are you inside? You’re scaring me."
He knocks on the bathroom door.
Jake: "Mark, are you in there?"
He breaks down the door.
Jake: "Mark, Mark, are you alright?" Mark was almost unconscious.
Mark (smiling weakly): "I’m just relaxing, can’t you see?"
Jake: "Are you really okay?"
Mark: "Yes, yes, I’m fine."
Jake lifted Mark out of the bathtub.
Jake: "You’re heavy, you jerk."
Mark (laughing lightly): "I know, that’s why I eat to get heavy and annoy you."
Jake wrapped him in a towel.
Jake: "You’re scaring me. I’m not used to seeing you like this."
Mark (softly): "Tomorrow, Dad is sending me to…" He fell asleep without realizing.
Jake: "Are you going to sleep naked?!"
Jake: "Damn, he looks really good like this. What’s wrong with me? Am I flirting with him now?"
He placed Mark on the bed.
6:00 AM
Stepmother screaming: "Darling, darling, Jake isn’t moving!"
Father (shocked): "Not moving?!"
Stepmother: "Yes, he’s not moving. Call an ambulance. I can’t feel his pulse. I think he’s dead!" She started crying.
The father quickly hugged her: "Don’t worry, Jake is fine. He’s still young…"
They called the ambulance immediately.
Mark came downstairs, laughing.
Mark (laughing): "I told you I’d be dead, but it’s your son who died."
Mark: "Has his heart stopped? Poor thing, are you crying now?"
Stepmother (angrily): "He can’t be dead. I’ll bury you instead. My son is strong, not like you."
Mark moved closer to her and whispered: "I told you not to underestimate me because I’m not that easy. Soon I’ll kill you, you ugly witch."
Stepmother (angrily): "Darling!!! Get this rude brat out of here immediately!"
Mark smiled sideways.
Mark: "Don’t cry too much, okay? You’re so pathetic…"
The father slapped Mark on the cheek again.
Father: "Don’t be rude and go too far, because I will never allow it."
Mark: "Should I clap for you now because you think you’re a hero?" He clapped.
Mark: "Your mother didn’t care for her, so why should I stay here? You never cared for me?"
Mark: "I also want to tell you that you’re not a man, so don’t pretend to be strong in front of her, please."
Father (angrily): "Get your belongings and go to my friend’s house now. You’ll be there for two months. I don’t want to see your face in this house. Leave!"
Mark left with complete indifference.
He got into the car calmly.
Servant: "Sir, your phone is ringing."
Mark: "Who’s calling?"
Servant: "It’s an unknown number, sir."
Mark: "Let me see."
Jake: "Hello, how do you like my fake death?"
Mark: "You little bastard, who allowed you to move behind my back?"
Jake: "I saw the pills you had yesterday and knew you’d give them to me, so I took them." The pills stopped the heart for five minutes.
Mark: "You…"
Jake: "Don’t curse too much. What do you think of me?"
Mark: "Good. You’ll be in the hospital for two or three days because you took a forbidden pill."
Jake: "That’s okay, I’m in the hospital."
Mark: "Jake, I’m going to my father’s friend’s house. I’ll be serving his daughter there."
Jake: "Really? What’s your punishment?"
Mark: "Personal bodyguard for their daughter."
Jake: "Really?"
Mark: "Yes, don’t worry. You know me, I’m very strong."
Jake: "Call me when you get there, okay?"
Mark: "Okay, goodbye, my spiritual brother."
Jake: "Goodbye, my spiritual brother."
At Mark’s father’s friend’s house:
Hannah (shouting): "You’re fired!!!"
Mother: "Are you going to fire all the guards?"
Hannah: "He chatters too much, is short, can’t even throw a normal punch, and is afraid of everything. What is this, is he a female or a guard?!"
Father (laughing lightly): "She’s really stubborn. A personal guard will come, you’ll like him, I’m sure."
Hannah: "Why are you so confident?"
Father: "Because he’s the son of my friend. Treat him well."
Hannah: "I’ll see him first."
Mark entered the house.
Mark: "Wow, is this a house or a palace? It’s many times bigger than my house. Wow."
Head Servant: "Are you the new personal guard?"
Mark: "Yes."
Head Servant: "This way, sir."
Mark: "Call me Mark, don’t call me sir."
Head Servant: "Go into this room, please."
Mark entered, stunned.
Mark: "Wow, really, wow."
Father: "Are you Mark?"
Mark: "Yes, I’m Mark."
Father: "You’ll be my daughter’s bodyguard. I want to see your skills a bit before I accept you."
Mark: "Okay?"
A personal guard came from behind and tried to hit him.
Mark countered the strike and broke his nose.
Mark: "Sorry, sorry, I got a bit excited. I don’t like anyone touching me..."
Father: "Oh, quick reaction. I like that."
Hannah: "Wow, Dad, is this my personal guard?" She spoke sweetly.
Mark (to himself): "What is this? Is she pretending to be nice now? Gross."
Father: "She’ll be your mistress from now on, and you should take good care of her. You’ll be punished if you mistreat her."
Mark (to himself): "Mistress?"
Hannah: "Come here."
He followed her.
Hannah: "You need to keep your distance from me."
Mark: "Am I supposed to stick to you?"
Hannah: "I see your tongue is a bit long."
He stuck out his tongue.
Mark: "Are you blind? It’s shorter than yours." He laughed lightly.
Mark: "Also, don’t sweeten your words. It’s gross. I can’t protect someone who thinks they’re cute. Sorry."
Hannah (angrily): "Do you want to be fired?!"
Mark (laughing): "Do you want me to tremble and beg you not to fire me? You’re the loser, not me."
Hannah: "You’re rude, do you know that?"
Mark: "Oh, I didn’t know I was rude."
Hannah: "What’s this?"
Mark: "You’re disgusting. How am I supposed to guard you? I don’t know."
Hannah ran to her father.
Hannah (angrily): "He’s rude! He insulted me and replies to everything I say! And says I’m disgusting!"
Father: "Really?"
He called all the servants.
Mark was the first to stand.
Father: "Come here, sir."
Mark approached with confusion.
He slapped him on the cheek with such force that his handprint was left on Mark's face. Father: Did you just call my daughter disgusting? Mark: I... I... Father (shouting): When I speak to you, you lower your head. Do you understand?