Yup. Suits you.

Anyway, there aren't any updates yet,

but I'm doing everything I can.

Here.

I've had enough.

What?

David Villaluna saying no to fine whisky?

That's new.

It's good whisky.

Oh no.

Why? What's wrong?

Look at the herb Miss K planted.

What's so funny, Joseph?

Of all the plants here, it's not surprising

that the one planted by the devil's sister is withering.

It lost the will to live after being touched by her.

Joseph, that's enough.

Help me revive it.

No, it's hopeless. It was doomed

the moment the devil's sister touched it, right?

It'll come back to life. You'll see.

Keep fighting, okay?

Don't give up.

Ruth! Are you going to rest?

You need that for the baby.

Could you please jus drop the act, Katrina?

Michael's not here.

I know you want me to get hurt.

There you go again.

I won't get hurt if no one's trying to hurt me.

I won't fall down the stairs, I won't sprain my ankle,

and I won't slip on spilled cooking oil on the floor!

Don't you dare deny it!

If you're really so sure about that,

then why don't you tell Michael or your husband?

Because I won't let you win.

I won't give Benjie another reason to worry about me.

But let me tell you this, Katrina,

you will never scare me.

And remember this.

Between the two of us,

you're the one who'll be thrown out of this house.

Wow!

I'm threatened.

And you should be!

Because I know you're hiding something!

And once I know what that is...

You should start packing your bags.