I Love You, Miss Genius

Bonnie and Jim continued to shop at the market. They'd browse through the trinkets on the stalls, giving off the impression that they didn't realize something was unusual there. She swept her eyes across her surroundings but didn't see anyone suspicious. So, she gave him a look, hinting at him to take a seat at a food stall.

Once both of them sat down, she leaned closer to him and whispered, "I checked out our surroundings, but I didn't discover anything or anyone unusual. What about you?" He shook his head gently and frowned.

"I've got nothing for now. Could it be that our assailant is extremely proficient and discreet?"

"You say that, but both of us aren't exactly amateurs. We should've been able to suss out something." She rubbed her chin and mulled it over.

"Let's just continue to observe them. If they're targeting us, that means they're trying to do something. They won't be holding back forever."

"Okay. Remember. Don't wander off too far from me. I'm worried that you're their target," he said solemnly.

'I'm not worried about myself. Keeping Bonnie safe is what matters most to me,' he thought.

She nodded. "Alright."

Both of them had just finished talking when they heard an ear-piercing scream.

"Someone's mugging me! Can anyone help me?!"

gaze. Then, they saw it. There was a lady from across the road, who was chasing after the mugger who snatched her pouch. She was holding a baby in her arms. Her face was filled with

She shot up from her seat and raced after

right there, you damn thief! Give

I can't believe he'd snatch something from a lady who's holding a baby. What a

stood up, and

mugger into a

Realizing that he was

surroundings. Then, she picked up a pebble

at his ankle.

contorted with pain. He stumbled and rolled on

and kicked

time, she took the lady's pouch. Haven't you seen

was so angry that she kicked

and clutched his ankle, while he moaned

is it that a pebble hurt me this

that moment, Jim dove into the alley from another side. He let out a sigh of relief

pouch, let's get a move on. We can't afford to stay

'I'm not