Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

Anderson had just reached the entrance of the activities center when he was blocked by the surging crowds trying to get in. He was forced back out since he was young and short. Worried about being knocked down and trampled on.

So he cleverly hid behind a thick pillar by the bathroom entrance.

Screams continued from the crowd.

Some shouted, “Guns! They have guns! People outside have guns! Hide quickly!”

“Help!”

“Call the police!”

All kinds of panicked voices layered over each other, with chaotic footsteps constantly heard.

Suddenly, a gunshot sounded from inside the activities center. Right after, all the people still trying to get in now frantically rushed towards the entrance again, scattering like frightened birds and beasts. Most who fled were able-bodied youngsters. Those left in the activities center were mainly elderly, children, some women, people who couldn’t escape because several armed men in black controlled the entrance outside.

Clearly, there were men in black inside the activities center and also outside.

The entire place was surrounded by armed men in black.

In that chaos just now, there was no way Anderson could have rushed out.

Right now from behind the thick pillar he looked towards the lobby inside the activities center.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

He saw the men in black had shut the main doors. They pointed guns at the shivering crowd and yelled, “Everyone move to the open space by the counter, squat down, hands over your heads!”

Under heavy firepower threat, the terrified crowd wailed as they squeezed over to the counter, squatting as told with hands clasped over their heads.

Anderson frowned. Damn it, he just came to the amusement park to play, how could this happen? His dad and mom would worry again. They must be very anxious outside now.

The male bathroom was empty since everyone had run out earlier. No one had hidden inside except him. The gangsters in the lobby hadn’t noticed this area yet. He pondered what to do.

He watched the lobby criminals gain control of the hostages. Some black clad men kept guns aimed at the cowering people on the ground.

One said, “You guys keep watch here, I’m going to check if anyone else is hiding.”

Saying so, that man started patrolling around.

Anderson thought oh no to himself, sooner or later they would find him. Past experience told him he didn’t want to become a hostage, falling into a group of vicious criminals. Escape would be nearly impossible.

Just when he was extremely anxious,

suddenly, a small hand tugged him from behind.

Before he could turn, he was pulled into the female bathroom.

Anderson instinctively wanted to yell but was met with a pair of clear, pure eyes. Such beautiful eyes, like they had immense attraction, involuntarily pulling him in.

“It’s…” He opened his mouth, about to call out.

Unexpectedly the person in front of him suddenly heavily covered his lips, not letting him make a peep.

Anderson froze. The exquisite porcelain doll-like face magnified before him, bright blinking eyes, soft lips over his – this was his first kiss! Although still young, no girl had kissed him before.

And the one kissing him now, was actually the figure that would appear in his mind from time to time, unable to forget – Fair!

He thought he was seeing wrongly. Or experiencing an illusion from fear.

He blinked several times, closing then opening his eyes. Until confirming he really wasn’t mistaken. It truly was Fair.

Having successfully stopped Anderson from making any noise, Fair left his lips. She then put a finger to her own, making a “shh” gesture.

Anderson nodded.

Fair pulled Anderson stealthily to the corner of the bathroom. Here was a large cabinet, usually storing cleaning supplies. She opened the door and brought Anderson inside to hide together.

As the door closed, it became pitch black inside the cramped space. They could only hear each other’s faint breathing.

A while later, the black clad man came to patrol the female bathroom.

Anderson stayed completely still inside the cabinet, listening intently to the sounds outside. The footsteps grew nearer, along with the occasional clanking of the man’s belt and gun.

His heart beat faster, he couldn’t help becoming nervous. Then a warm hand covered his and knowing it was her, he gradually calmed down.

The man circled around, opening each stall door.

Finally he headed out, yelling to the outside, “No one here. I’ll close this door.”

Saying so, the man left the female bathroom, shutting the door with a “bang”.

Anderson silently let out a breath of relief hiding in the cleaning cabinet. Luckily their smaller frames made them easy to hide.

Fair also relaxed.

She pricked up her ears to listen. After making sure the man had left, she slowly opened the cabinet door a crack to let in light and air.

“Fair, what are you doing here? In Khebury? Are you with the men in black? Are they OGW people?” Anderson whispered. So he hadn’t seen wrongly earlier, it really was Fair’s figure flashing by near the haunted house.

Although Fair had just saved him,

he had to be suspicious. After all Fair was on Athena’s side. Did Fair’s appearance mean this was Athena’s doing?

“I’m called Fair Henderson now, I don’t use the name White anymore, it wasn’t my real surname anyway.” Fair corrected. She was very dissatisfied with her previous name, abandoning “White” to her was abandoning the past.

“Henderson?” Anderson was very confused. “Fair? Fair, you think changing your surname means I won’t recognize you?”

“Anderson, I’ve been adopted by Uncle Henderson now. I took his surname Henderson. Please call me Fair from now on.” Fair insisted. “I’ve gotten away from those bad people, I have nothing to do with them anymore.”

Anderson of course knew she meant Justin by Uncle Henderson. He didn’t expect Justin had actually adopted her.

“Fair?!” Anderson scoffed. “Then why are you here? I remember the last time we met was at the Capital. Athena took you away then.”

“Uncle Henderson returned to handle things at the Henderson Family Bank headquarters, I came with him. He brought me to the amusement park, didn’t expect to run into you.” Fair looked somewhat impatient. “Oh no, Uncle Henderson must be so anxious waiting. He still has things to do in Mufron, the plane is waiting. But I’m trapped here. What should I do?”

“You should worry about yourself first.” Anderson was a bit speechless.

They were both held hostage by criminals wielding guns, trapped in the activities center. Yet Fair’s first concern was that Justin still had things to do.