Chapter 47: Chapter 47

The others in the cafeteria were perplexed, and I couldn't change my seat since everything looked like horror and was set up all over the place, and everyone was afraid.

Everyone was in a tizzy, and I couldn't think of anything more to say but to dial 922 for the emergency hotline. And I was about to take her into my arms when someone approached me and asked, "Are you okay?" Blade approached me as I was about to return.

And I just nodded because I was taken aback by what had happened; the girl had been unconscious on the floor when I arrived, and Gwen had gone outside just as she was about to puke when she noticed the blood on the floor; I just nodded because I was taken aback by what had happened.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Blade yelled, but no one could hear him because they were all preoccupied.

And he whisked me away from the situation. I was in complete disbelief and had no idea what had happened so quickly, but then Blade hugged me and explained everything.

"Thanks to your good fortune, you're okay. I'm not sure what happened. I simply happened to see a girl who looked like Drizela running down the street and she got affected by John. Then I returned since I noticed a large number of individuals seated in your establishment." I hugged him back after he said that.

"Drizela?" I approached her and asked her a question.

"Yes, Drizela was not clutching anything, but her left arm was swollen and dripping with blood."

When we walked away and went to find a parking spot, it was too much for me to get the courage to inquire as to what he had planned.

But we were on our way to her workplace, and Denise greeted us there and brought me some water. We sat on her sofa, and I had not given much consideration to what had transpired until I saw her sleeping body again and again. I became really melancholy as a result.

As John entered Blade's room, he was panting and I couldn't hear what they were saying since the world seemed to be mute to me. However, Blade came up to me again to hug me and caress my hand and my eyes locked and I was on the verge of crying.

In the words of Drizela, "the girl on the floor was like trying to take the action instead of you." Blade muttered something to me, and I burst into tears.

When I cry, I have no idea what I'm crying for or who I'm crying for. I don't even have the decency to consider if I'm crying because of what happened or because of shock, so I just cry because everything has happened.

"I'm simply going home, Blade, because I need to rest, all right?" I approached her and asked her a question.

"Of course, but do you want to accompany me to the airport first? First and foremost, John and I decided to cancel our plans." he remarked to me, his face contorted with anxiety

"No, please continue, it's fine with me." "I'm fine with it, please continue." "I told Blade," I said.

"No, Blade should stay, and I'll take care of the others, so you guys should continue on your way. Of course, the press is going to be there, so I need to look well so that my statement can be heard loud and clear." John expressed himself in this way:

We waved goodbye when I obtained my documents that I would finish at home, but when Blade realized I was still getting them, he stopped me and told me to go back to the office.

Just allow me to do my task, please. "I just want to be done with it." I told her that yeah, I appeared lifeless, but that I couldn't paint because I couldn't put everything that had happened inside my head because it was too heavy and there had been too much that had happened.

He smiled and added, "I'll let you, but I'm inviting you to rest, rest that, and I won't accept any buts as an answer." He then walked away. he added as he assisted me in walking to his vehicle

"All OK..." I spoke in hushed tones and sparingly.

"You're so cute," he remarked, and I simply looked at him as if I didn't understand, and he burst out laughing at my expense.

Around the halfway point of the journey, I began to wonder why Drizela was the one they claimed was behind it, and what had actually happened.

"How did you discover that Drizela was the perpetrator of the attack earlier? Is it possible that you saw her do something or whatever?" While glancing out the window, I asked her a question.

In his own words, he shook his head, "John had just told me that she looked suspicious, but to me she appears to be more frightened, especially as she enters the cafeteria." I was perplexed by what he stated, Padin

"Didn't he mention we should keep an eye on our backs?" I wondered as I looked at a driving Blade who appeared to be completely focused on the road.

"And I'm pleased you weren't the one who was harmed if I don't take care to separate his flesh from his intestines," says the doctor. He said it in the most solemn of tones.

"Silly—" I began to say, when he stopped me off.

When I say "I'm not kidding," it means "I'm serious." "I don't know what else I can do if you injure Alessia," I mean "I'm serious." he remarked, pulling over to the side of the road so he could look at me

I held his hand and gave him a tiny grin, knowing that I could see he was frightened. Throughout the drive, I caressed his palm, knowing that it was a little hot till it happened to him, allowing me to sense his feelings.

"Gwen informed me that she has been interpreting your acts as being out of line, despite the fact that your actions toward them aren't actually like that and you're just like that," she explained. As he parked his car inside the estate, I murmured something to him.

'How come she's thinking like that, I didn't notice much,' she whispered to me as she walked out the door. I was relieved to think that she doesn't pay attention to females like her, but I'm a little concerned. In fact, she saved my life, as she explained.

The fact that you're conversing with so many women may have made it difficult to remember which one I'm referring about. I said something humorously to him, and he laughed and unlocked the main entrance.

"Why are you here?" he inquired.

Then we chased around the car and laughed so hard that we forgot all about the grief and what had happened earlier. I came to a stop in front of the door, chasing my breath, and he kissed me while pinning me to the door with his arms.

Then we kissed as we walked through the door, and he held me against the side of the door, and we were on the verge of reaching our climax, and he was going to remove his clothing.