Chapter 808

Mr. Middleton, You're the One in a Real Mess

"I left you a note, didn't I?'

Emelie pushed him away. 'I'm fine. I shook them off. Did you finish the IV drip?"

William gave a heavy hum and then kept his eyes on her without blinking.

It was as if he feared that if he relaxed, she'd vanish into thin air.

Emelie nearly forgot the important matter at hand. She adjusted her cap and said, "I also found a way to get to the border. There's a rural bus that doesn't check IDs. You just hop on, pay, and go. We can take it to the border and head to Barolo first."

"Where do we catch it?"

"Definitely not in a busy area like this. Follow me." Emelie had already asked for directions.

Most of the people who took this kind of bus to the border were likely illegal immigrants. Everyone turned a blind eye to the others and just paid and got on without questions. The two sat in the last row.

The bus was filled with all sorts of people-men, women, the elderly, and children. They all shared similar characteristics, as they were all wearing dirty clothes and had grimy faces. They carried large woven bags, looking like poor workers heading to the city to do some manual labor.

Emelie noticed a young man, who looked like a thug, boasting to the person next to him about how he was a small gang leader and how many people he cut down in a day.

Both Emelie and William listened and quickly dismissed it from their minds.

It would take several hours to reach the border, and the bus typically continued. If someone couldn't hold it in and needed the restroom, they'd just use a bottle.

Emelie turned away uncomfortably, looking out the window. However, the sound of it still made her feel a bit sick.

Suddenly, her ears were gently covered by a pair of warm hands.

Startled, she turned to look at William.

William shifted slightly, blocking her view and signaling for her to continue looking out the window. Emelie pursed her lips and looked back out.

After a short while, William released her ears and casually helped tuck a few loose strands of hair behind her ear. He teased, "Quite the mess, Ms. Pierce."

Emelie, unfazed, responded, 'I haven't been glamorous for long. Mr. Middleton, you're the one in a real mess. This is probably the first time you've experienced something like this, right?"

He had always lived a pampered life, treated like royalty. Now, he had been rolling on the ground and was stuck on a filthy bus.

Do you remember the

scar on William's back.

when they were both injured and hospitalized in Wimstour City, she had helped him bathe, and William casually mentioned

a criminal record,

Was he not?

crossed paths with a gang. I reported it to the police, but it turned out the cops were in league with the gang. My report ended up backfiring, and I was imprisoned instead. That scar is from the beatings I received from the police." Emelie couldn't help

had

don't remember you

her. "How could I tell such an embarrassing story in front of

Emelie didn't respond.

near the

'Follow the crowd. There should be a

around and pretended to

boasting

broken Cedonian, he

him up. "How

up his hand

dollars?'

man nodded. '1000

Emelie countered,

back, "1500

dollars for both. If not, we'll find

gestured an okay sign.

smuggler motioned for

they walked, William asked, "Why did

was poor, so they

too much wealth when traveling is just

softly and whispered, "Ms. Hoven, what would

border was just a barbed-wire fence, but there

to hide in the bushes. Once the guards changed shifts, they'd have a chance to

"Run! Hurry!"

moving, but she was still a bit stunned. "That's it?

had been wasted. They could have run on their own. There was no skill involved,

'Haven't you seen the jokes online? Scalpers charge you for a fast pass, but all they actually do is help you cut the line. You

simplicity at its best."

Emelie was speechless.

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