I Marry the Ice Master?!

I Marry the Ice Master?!
Chapter 49's


"Not me, I don't want to come. Why try to get there? Mending went home, slept." Sarkah Lynn, put her lips together.


"Sir, you'll stop at the crossroads there..." Lynn said pointing to the intersection.


"All right, Miss." Answer the driver.


Lynn smiled happily, suddenly out of nowhere the cold air. Lynn rubbed her shoulders, staring into the tightly shut window.


"Why this? My back is cold." The driver murmured slowly.


"Sir, that's his Ac's not-his-"


"Sir Tono, who paid you this salary?" Alfred cut Lynn's word.


"Master Alfred." Replied Mr. Tono still unconscious, Lynn looked at Alfred confusedly.


"So you have to listen to me or him?" Alfred asked again pointing between himself and Lynn in turn.


"Yes... Mr. Alfred." Replied Mr. Tono casually, glancing at Alfred from the windshield, Mr. Tono quickly turned his gaze forward after meeting Alfred's sharp gaze.


Lynn opened her mouth after understanding where they were going.


Lynn looked at Alfred, as if there was a hanging label telling Lynn's position, if she was just an employee and the person in front of her was a big boss to be respected.


"Bright... Can't do that! Why do I try to follow Mr Alfred to the villa?" Denying Lynn.


"Do I have to talk twice?" One of Alfred's Eyebrows rose to the top, Lynn frowned confusedly.


Lynn could not translate what Alfred's facial expression meant, Alfred clucked in annoyance.


"Kc... It was in the office." Alfred Cuek said, choosing to pay attention to the tabloid.


"What?" Lynn asked trying to recall Alfred's words in the office. Lynn's lips formed an o as soon as she remembered what Alfred had said.


"But I don't have a change of clothes." Mumbled Lynn thought to herself.


"Sir... Sir... Stop." Lynn hit the bench, the car suddenly braked so that it made Alfred's body pushed forward and his head hit the bench.


Lynn got out of the running car quickly, Alfred raised his head glancing at sharp Tono sir, massaging his forehead.


"Gosh, why do I have to deal with this girl?" Complaining Alfred was upset, folding his hands staring into the street where Lynn ran earlier.


Alfred glanced at Mr. Tono, Mr. Tono who understood immediately got out of the car and waited outside.


Alfred watched his watch, then glanced out the window. He sat leaning against the chair closing his eyes with his right hand.


"It's been 10 minutes."


Clack...


Alfred's ear could catch someone opening and closing the car door, Alfred raised his hand to see who was sitting next to him.


"Hey.who are you why did you get into someone else's car." Alfred's jolt, Lynn who was sitting beside gasped in shock.


"It's me." Lynn replied, rubbing her cheek that was covered in white butter.


Alfred looked at Lynn from bottom to top, he cleared his throat, turning his gaze away. Alfred closed his lips and looked out the window reflecting Lynn's shadow.


Lynn was busy cleaning her hair that turned white and sprinkled with colorful paper.


"Just in case you two, I will reply" murmured Lynn in her heart, laughing wickedly.


Alfred shook his head puzzled at Lynn's change in attitude. Alfred's car stopped in front of the gate, the automatic gate slowly opened itself and the car moved inside.


Alfred got out of the car, walked into Lynn's house, followed Alfred in the back while watching the view of the villa.


"Is it really that good?" Mumbled Lynn, looking around, Lynn had indeed come here but she did not pay too much attention to her surroundings at that time.


"God... Why are you coming home so late at night?"


Lynn was busy noticing the startled scene as Hana held onto Lynn's hand. Lynn smiled awkwardly her body suddenly became stiff.


"Lynn, honey what happened to your hair?" Hana asked confusedly, Lynn touched her messy hair.


"Aw... It's t-"


"Ma... It's the night before Lynn takes a shower, talk about it later." Alfred embraces Lynn affectionately.


"Didn't you?" Alfred looked at Lynn, because of the difference in height that is very far Lynn had to look at Alfred with a way to look up his head.