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.

to keep my cool, I reminded him, “Didn’t you want to use the bathroom?”

with himself. After a long pause, he finally said in his usual tone, “Okay, then wait here

away, wondering to

restroom, I drew curious looks from the passing crowd. To avoid the

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

you

guys…

”

my eyes shifting from him to Charlie, who sat in his wheelchair.

duckbill cap. I tried not to stare, but our eyes met briefly, and there was something captivating about his gaze, almost familiar, but I

toward the restroom. “I’m waiting

the restroom door? Is your friend

moment before

small talk, I began to worry. Idris had

Caring

back at the door more often than not, but there

offered, “Do you need help?”

but grateful.

and said, “You and Charlie stay

strangers, and the silence between us was getting kind of awkward. I decided to break the ice, “Inch said you

sounded. The guy was in a wheelchair, so obviously it was bad. I was not exactly smooth with words, so I just blurted out what was on