Until You Fall in Love with Me

Ch56

"Are you mute?! are you handicapped?! why not fight back?! aren't you usually so wild?!"

Margaret's cry grew louder as Chandra grumbled at her with a harsh-sounding phrase in her ear.

"Descending!" margareth shouted while thrashing. Overwhelmed, Chandra dropped it.

Margaret snatched away her bag in Chandra's grasp, then pulled out her phone. As she was about to lift her phone to her ear, Chandra snatched the phone from her hand.

"Who are you calling?! Helmets? what Juan?" rigid Chandra.

"Emang why?! under these circumstances only they can calm me down! they won't scold me like Big Brother!" Margaret raised her voice.

"I guess Big Brother was really sad when he saw me like this. It seems that I have seen it wrong, how could someone as my brother cry just because of this priceless me" muttered Margaret.

Chandra let out a sigh of resignation while brushing her hair in a huff. Then looked at Margaret who was still crying as she pleased.

"Next time don't look for anyone else, there's me." said Chandra who immediately pulled Margaret into his arms.

Chandra took off his embrace after a while, then pulled Margaret onto his bike. Chandra looked at his helmet, then clucked in annoyance.

"I only brought one of mine." he said, putting the helmet on Margaret.

"Certain Brother?" shirih Margareth.

Chandra did not reply, only glancing at Margaret at a glance then turned around and rode his bike.

"The chips go up." he said in a sniffy tone as usual.

The motor was speeding, behind which Margaret hugged Chandra tightly with her tightly shut eyes.

Although the terrible incident had already passed, but fear still surrounded him. The shadows of the children who were abusing her with such heartless actions revolved around her head.

His grip on Chandra grew tighter because of the lingering fear. Chandra, sensitive to it, gently stroked Margaret's hand, and held it.

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"Are you asleep?" chandra asked when the bike had stopped.

"No" answered Margaret in a weak voice.

Chandra let out a sigh of resignation, then slapped the hand of Margaret who was still tightly hugging her waist.

"Aren't you planning to let me go?" chandra asked interspersed with small laughs that sounded like ridicule.

Margaret took off her arms, then slapped Chandra's back. "Sucks," grinned.

Margaret opened her helmet glass, then spread her gaze around the strange-looking place.

"Where is this?" murmured Margaret while getting off the bike.

Followed by Chandra who got off his bike. He pulled out Margaret's arm and took off his helmet, but Margaret held her hand.

"Don't.." he said.

"I'm very messy" he continued, closing his helmet glass.

Chandra stared at the helmet glass, he could not see Margaret's face, but from there Margaret could see it.

Without a word Chandra pulled Margaret into the place. His headquarters. He took her to the bathroom.

Margaret fell silent. He did not answer or move to open his helmet. While Chandra whose patience began to thin was upset.

"Yes yes, I opened it myself" said Margaret.

Scribbles of makeup filled her face, there was not the slightest place that was not dyed. Like masks.

Margaret lowered her face. His eyes are starting to heat up. He thought Chandra must have been disgusted to see that face.

Yet....

Margaret raised her head, after the sound of laughter echoed in the bathroom.

"More scary than the joker.."

"The ghost in this bathroom must have also run away after seeing your face.."

Hearing the ridicule, instead of feeling upset, Margaret felt relieved. Seeing that laughter somehow his heart felt calm. There's no worry.

"Thank you" said Margareth.

"Are you crazy?" chandra's laughter faded and now only a look of wonder remained on her face.

"Isn't that a compliment?" ask Margaret.

"Your head's praise?!" chandra answered, cupping Margaret's face with both hands.

He stared in detail at Margaret's face. "Severe.." he muttered, then took off his stalk. He took out a tissue and cleaned Margaret's face slowly.

Margaret looked at the man in front of her who was focused on her. He subconsciously raised his hand and stroked Chandra's face.

Chandra jerks. He stopped his hand that was cleaning Margaret's face.

"Ah-seems like it was. It was an oil stain. Yes, there is an oil stain on Brother's face," said Margareth clumsily.

Chandra looked Margaret in the eye at a glance, then resumed her work. As if I didn't care what just happened. That's what it looks like. But it's not really. He just tried to keep looking calm.

"I'll take you to the salon after this,"

"You must have brought face wash soap, right. Clean your face, I'll wait outside." Chandra said and walked out.

After a while, Margaret came out of the bathroom.

He looked around the stranger. The atmosphere inside felt like it was in his base. The difference in there is more messy than the place.

"Is this the headquarters?" margareth asked as he approached Chandra who was sipping his drink.

"Yes." answered Chandra briefly.

Chandra throws a can of drink at Margaret.

"You must have heard it from those kids, right, who am I?"

Margaret simply nodded in response to Chandra's words.

"Hurry up, I'll take you to the salon, then go home.."