My Hot Enemy's
Part 157's
Cathleen resigned herself when she was given orders to guard Gerald. He could leave the man alone. However, it is not done because the kasian is also his classmate if left alone in a wheelchair in a very crowded place. It will be the talk of people watching.
Cathleen brought Gerald to the end of the room so that not many people looked strangely at the man she was pushing on the wheelchair.
After locking the wheel so as not to move on her own, Cathleen exhaled weakly while sitting her butt in the chair. “Fate .. fate, already look beautiful, but end up so like a nurse is looking after a sick employer's child.”
Despite the grumbling, the woman still looks after Gerald. Even give up his arm to be used as a pillow so that people who are beside him do not duck continuously, and when awake do not feel sore.
Cathleen waited long enough for Gerald to wake up. Repeatedly looking at the clock, it turns out that during one full turn the minute hand has passed. “He fell asleep or fainted? Long time ago, my hands to tingling,” grimace.
Cathleen wondered if Gerald was alive or not. Because, since then it was silent, even though the atmosphere was very noisy. He focused his eyes on the handsome face beside him. “Sorry, yes, I opened his glasses.” He pulls on objects that cover the sense of sight. Then the pointy finger began to open the eyelid and it turns out the man's pupil is still in the middle.
However, it is unexpected that Gerald suddenly opened both eyes wide. “What are you doing?!” he asked in a soft voice but was very pressed. He immediately straightened up the sitting position, trying to get back into the real world.
“I was only given orders to take care of you, and make sure you are still alive or dead,” Cathleen explained as she flicked her hands to make the tingling disappear immediately.
Gerald ignored Cathleen's reply, he massaged the dizzy temple. A moment of pervading the location and situation that was now before him. Those sharp eyes swept all over the view where there were a lot of people, then turned to the wheelchair that was being occupied.
Cathleen raised one eyebrow while following Gerald's movements that began to swing her legs and was unselfish. “You’re welcome, thanks for already keeping up while I was asleep.” He insinuated the man. It ends with a lip. “What he has never learned to appreciate others, if he knows like this, I better just leave him alone,” grumbled.
Cathleen did not immediately blend in with the party guests, waiting for her hands to return to normal first. But suddenly, the person who had left without saying goodbye was again sitting in a wheelchair.
A strange and confused look was Cathleen lay on her classmate. “Why are you back again?”
“Can't get out of this building before the party is over,” explains Gerald without staring at Cathleen in the least. Even his voice was very firm. He chose to sit back in a wheelchair so that no woman would approach him if he knew he was like a cripple.
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