A WEEK had passed, and everything was silent— something that August didn’t expect to happen. He thought that Bruce would make a way to humiliate him or destroy his reputation as he made before, but he didn’t make any move.

However, August didn’t let his guard down. Still, he continued on his physical training, not just for the part of Charles’ planned training for him, but also to prepare himself for whatever was coming in the future.

“Fuck,” August muttered under his breath as his knuckles hurt because of one hard punch he made, making him stop punching for a while as he stretched his hand, relieving the pain in it.

Fortunately, all his wounds, including the severe wound on his stomach last time, were healed— Thanks to the advanced medicines the Remin