Such a deep wound was something most people would never reveal.
Keaton didn't give Shifra a chance to speak. "To be honest, out of all my exes, you're the one I find the most repulsive right now."
"So let's skip the excuses. The more you talk, the more annoyed I get."
"Stay away from me from now on. And stay away from my ancestor. If you ever mess with her again, just you try it."
A strange glint flashed in Winona's eyes. "…"
Shifra, however, looked at Keaton in terror, now too scared to even breathe. To have her intentions laid bare so bluntly didn't just make her nervous; it terrified her.
Who was Keaton? He could crush her with a flick of his finger.
Shifra didn't dare say another word. She shakily pushed herself to her feet and fled in disgrace.
The hospital room fell silent again.
Winona was still watching Keaton. He turned to meet her gaze and gave her a slight, wry smile. "Ancestor, did you let off enough steam today?"
Winona: "…"
Keaton's smile widened. "Ancestor, hand me your phone."
"Stop with the weird nicknames," Winona grumbled.
"Hmm? Didn't you already admit you were my ancestor?"
Winona flushed. "…I only said that because I was afraid you'd stick up for Shifra."
Keaton’s eyes crinkled. "Doesn't matter why. An admission is an admission. You can't just burn the bridge after you've crossed it."
Winona was speechless. "Are you that desperate for an ancestor? You short on them or something?"
Keaton grinned. "I'm not short on ancestors, but I am short on *living* ancestors. The ones in my family shrine are all six feet under, and each one is more boring than the last. You're much more fun."
Winona's mouth twitched. "Fun my ass!" *Comparing me to a bunch of dead people? What's wrong with him? And talking about his own ancestors like that… what a disgrace to the family name. It's a good thing Richard isn't here, or he'd get a beating for sure.*

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