I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU
82.Suspicious or accusing?

On the other hand, Bram enters a nightclub and sits in a chair in front of the bar table. Ask the bartender to make him a drink.

Occasionally he rubbed the corners of his lips that looked slightly torn with bruises around him and snorted in annoyance. As soon as the bartender offered him a drink, Bram sipped the drink until the toilet in one gulp, and again asked the bartender for a drink.

"It's sad, you keep coming here just wanting to forget it instead of trying to take him away from her,"

The sarcastic voice of a woman makes Bram turn his head and sneer afterwards when he finds out who the woman is.

"Now I wonder why you're meeting me here," Bram said flatly.

"If I say it's a coincidence, I don't think you'll believe it" he replied with a light laugh.

"You're not even a believer, Jesica. Don't you realize that? Even people who have been your best friends leave you" Bram said.

"It's pretty much my business, you don't have to waste your time getting into it" Jesica said calmly.

Bram glanced at Jesica who was sitting next to him, starting to sip his drink that the bartender gave him after a while and ordered it.

His face seemed calm, and there was not the slightest emotion in it after hearing what Bram said.

"Does that also include your plan to get Joel back?" bram Syndir.

"Come," Jesica raised her shoulder indifferently.

"Whatever I do, the results remain the same" he continued.

Bram took his pandagan down from Jesica again, staring back at the drink in front of him.

"Tell me, Bram!" jesica suddenly said.

"What?" greet Bram without looking.

"What's wrong with your face? Did you just beat up or get beat up by someone?" ask Jesica.

"As far as I know, you're skilled at it, and very rarely can receive a reply. But, the cuts on your face show your opponent is balanced with you or one level below you" he added.

"That's not something you should know," replied Bram flatly.

Jesica again shrugged her shoulders, and took another sip of her drink. But occasionally glanced at Bram who seemed to think of something.

"Are you going to change your mind?" ask Jesica.

"About?" welcome Bram to raise his eyebrows.

"My help got Ariel," replied Jesica. "The offer is still valid" he added.

Bram was silent for a while, took out a few pieces of money on his desk, then moved out of his seat, leaving Jesica without answering his question.

Jesica smiled faintly looking at Bram's back that was getting away, sipping his drink again.

"Hey, sir, you give too much money" cried the bartender.

"Let it be, he will come more often kamari after this, just think of it as a tip for you," interrupted Jesica who also spent more money for the bartender.

"I hope you can help me one day when I need it" Jesica blinks her eyes before the bartender makes a sound.

Regardless of the bartender's reaction, Jesica moved away from her seat, leaving the nightclub she frequented, and unexpectedly the place Bram frequented.

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The sky was still dark as Joel felt someone approaching him.

The last thing he remembered was that someone was trying to bring Ariel along, thus making him increase his alertness.

When he felt the hand almost touch him, with a quick movement he blocked the wrist of the person approaching him and twisted his body. Make his position change above while the person in his hand below.

"Ukh,, Joel,, this is sick," he said.

As if he had just been pulled by consciousness, Joel opened his eyes.

He saw Ariel lying in a sofa under his cage, one hand on his head in a check of his hand.

His eyes widened when he realized the hand he was clenching was the injured hand, revealing Ariel's grimacing face enduring the pain.

Joel immediately let go of Ariel's hand, then stepped aside, stood in front of her and saw the eggplant blanket beside the sofa.

"I'm-I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Joel said.

Joel immediately helped Ariel sit down, then knelt down in front of her to examine her wound.

"I'm sorry, unknowingly I_,,,"

"Are you having a bad dream?" cut Ariel.

"I was just,, like, reminded of something unpleasant. So I thought you were, "Joel had a hard time telling the truth.

"No need to continue" said Ariel. "I just want to give you a blanket, at least so you don't get sick after me" he added.

Joel bowed again, staring at Ariel's wrist in silence.

"Eh,, right,,,? Whatchu mean?" joel replied inquiring back, raising his face reluctantly.

"When I sleep, my hands are not like this" Ariel said, pointing at the bandaged hand.

"And it doesn't hurt, then how can it be like this now?" coined.

"You pulled it out yourself without you noticing" said Joel.

"Me??" Ariel widened her eyes while pointing at herself.

"Yes" Joel answered briefly.

"Your luck in lying is quite good," Ariel greeted in an instant put on a flat face.

"I'm just answering your question" Jeol replied.

"Then, explain about this" said Ariel.

Ariel's outstretched hand touched Joel's injured face, tracing the line of his jaw and ending at the corner of Joel's lips.

"Wounds like this can only be obtained when you're beaten by someone. Blood dries, bruises, and your glasses break,"

"Do you have a more logical explanation than being attacked by someone?"

Ariel asked Joel's face not to turn away from him, looked into his eyes and asked.

"Is what you said just now true or are you covering something up from me under the pretext of not wanting to overload my mind? And don't want to worry me?" ask Ariel.

Joel fell silent, unable to hide anything as Ariel continued to stare at him. It was as if his gaze had penetrated into his heart, and read all his thoughts.

"Haahh,," said Joel. "Alright, you got me, it's very hard to cover anything from you" he added.

Ariel lowered her hand, while Joel again exhaled heavily.

"There was someone who barged in here, and I was going to buy something, but came back soon because I accidentally left my wallet" Joel said.

"I caught him when he came out and would take you_,,,"

"And you attacked him?" cut Ariel.

"Yes," replied Joel who immediately turned his face away.

Ariel got up from her seat, making Joel a little surprised. Thinking that Ariel was back to being angry at him.

"Ariel, I don't mean to fight or anything, it's just that I can't possibly let him take you. He even hurt you_,,,"

"Shut up, and just sit down. Wait here for a second," cut Ariel.

Joel sat back on the sofa, before long Ariel returned with a medicine box and a container filled with water as well as a small towel.

He placed a medicine box and a container of water on the table, and sat down opposite Joel. Gently, he began to clean the wounds on Joel's face that kept staring at him.

"Ukh,," said Joel slowly.

"Thank you for protecting me" Ariel said.

"Isn't that supposed to be?" reply Joel.

Ariel smiled, her eyes refocused on the wound on Joel's face and applied medicine there.

Every now and then he blew gently while applying the medicine, hoping that it could ease the pain.

"Is this sick?" ariel asked worriedly.

"Why, seeing that the pain is gone," Joel replied grinning.

"Joel,,,"

Joel chuckled softly, his hand catching Ariel's hand, making their gazes lock onto each other.

"What about your fever?" joel asked trying to control his heart.

"Slightly better than before, at least my eyes don't turn around" Ariel replied.

Joel pinned his forehead on Ariel, then let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank God, at least not as hot as before," Joel sighs in relief.

"It's still night, go back to the room and rest" Joel asked.

"Alright, but let me finish this," replied Ariel pointing at the hand that was still in Joel's grasp.

Smiling in a knot, Joel let go of Ariel's hand and let her paste the wound plaster. Finished with that Joel let Ariel back in her room.

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