Facade of Love

Chapter 206 Really Caring About Him

We had barely stepped out of the room when he came to a halt. I gave him a confused look, thinking he had left something behind. “Forget something?” I asked.

He took a moment, then said, “Just wait here. I have to use the restroom.” And with that, he headed off in totally the wrong direction.

A few steps later, it hit me–he was probably plastered, because the restroom was nowhere near where he was heading. I sprinted after him to set him straight.

I grabbed his arm, and he looked down at me, his face kind of blank. “What’s up?”

“You’re going the wrong way,” I told him. “The restroom’s definitely not over there.”

He seemed to snap back to reality, gave a slight nod, and muttered an ‘okay‘, before heading off again—still in the wrong direction. I was sure of it now. The guy was wasted!

I steered him towards the restroom, and when we got to the door, I pointed to the men’s side, signaling for him to go ahead.

He stood still, his gaze fixed on me. “Aren’t you coming with me?”

I hesitated.

After a brief silence, I shook my head. “I don’t want to go. You go ahead.”

His handsome eyebrows creased just a bit. “Then I won’t go either.”

I was taken aback.

my cool, I reminded him, “Didn’t you want to use the

a long pause, he finally said in his usual tone, “Okay, then wait here for

and watched him walk away, wondering to myself if he was

drew curious looks from the passing crowd. To avoid the stares,

thought, staring at my shoes, I suddenly noticed two figures in front of me.

the silence. “What are you doing

guys…

”

eyes shifting from him to Charlie,

by the mask he wore along with a duckbill cap. I tried not to stare, but our eyes met briefly, and there was something captivating about his gaze, almost familiar, but I could

gestured toward the restroom.

“Waiting by the restroom door? Is your

hesitated for a moment

talk, I began to worry. Idris had been in the restroom for quite some time.

Caring

the door more often than not,

my concern, Charlie offered, “Do you need help?”

but grateful. “Would

me and said, “You and

I were practically strangers, and the silence between us was getting kind of awkward. I

in a wheelchair, so obviously it was bad. I