Refusing the Love of a Mafia Boss
2. Silent Man

He was injured, but his vitals were not affected. There were only a few body parts that had to be hollowed out by the bullet lesion, but as far as Ilina could see, she was fine.

Many questions were lodged in his head. Why from all the places did he get lost in this village? Why of all the people Palmer's bastard son wants to be killed who got lost here? Why of all the people, was he lying around Ilina's place? Why of all the opportunities, did he just run away and appear now?

But Ilina kept it all right. He told everyone to leave as if nothing had happened, and he sat there waiting for the man to come to his senses.

Long enough, he was actually waiting. Almost three hours passed until Ilina picked up her notebook to write.

Call it a diary, even though what is written on it is not a poetic heart. Ilina was used to writing the things she did in everyday life. Especially today he met a stranger whose identity is quite dangerous.

Amidst the activity of writing a series of random words about Andreas Noah, suddenly a smooth moaning sound from the man. Ilina glances. Removing his minus glasses until the man's face now looks faint.

Ilina's best condition to face someone is when her eyes are blurry. It makes his hearing more sensitive to recognize sounds.

"Are you okay?" tanyanya, lure the man's voice out.

Ilina's voice made her immediately open her eyes. A moment seemed to gather awareness before he groaned again. "This ... where?"

His voice did not sound lying. She's confused.

"My house." Ilina. Somewhat closer to show his face.

Although it was blurry, as the distance was within a range of two meters, Ilina could see him slightly flashing rapidly. The first reaction to seeing Ilina's face was not very suspicious.

He didn't know Ilina, most likely.

"Can you talk?"

He just shut up. Now look back at Ilina.

"I don't know how you're doing, but I have to ask to be sure. You all right?"

".... Yeah." yeah." He closed his eyes again.

The wound hurts, doesn't it? There was a medicine that could relieve this man's pain in the supply box but Ilina did not have much reason to give him too much.

Enough for him to live.

"What's your name?"

The man opened his eyes again. ".... Noah."

"I'm Lia." Ilina only made up the names of her three-letter names. "I saw you lying around and helping you. But I think I should at least know a little bit about your injuries."

"...."

"I understand." He won't say it. That means he's alert. "Then rest. I don't have enough medicine, so it's better to rest."

Leaving her alone, Ilina now knew at least two things.

He did not know Ilina, and he could not move much. Then it was fine to leave him alone for a while, because even if he wanted to move, he would have a hard time.

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The quiet man.

Early in the morning Ilina deliberately came out late, but even a fingernail she did not move.

Ilina went into the kitchen to get some warm water, then came back when Noah was sitting from his lying position.

He received the water Ilina gave without even asking. He even drank it without the slightest movement being suspicious.

The silence that Ilina said was too quiet.

Silent people are dangerous. Because his feelings can only be guessed from facial expressions, different from those that are chatty and many voices.

Should he lure her again?

No. gabe. Let's just shut up as he was silent.

Ilina was very used to being patient and observing everything in silence.

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