Chapter 241: Days Before The Festival [2]

Chapter 241: Days Before The Festival [2]



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Amelia and Amon silently stared at each other for a few moments before the former strode forward, ignoring the girls behind her.

Reaching him, her gloved hand shot forward, grabbing his hand.

And without a word or any reply from him, she took his hand and started going into another direction with him behind her.

The people in their path stared silently at the two but Amelia gave them no glance, much less a reply.

The two let out no reply or anything as Amon silently followed her until they reached his office.

Opening her door, she led him inside before closing the door and locking it.

She quietly pushed him down on the sofa without any reply, and nor did the boy resisted, silently looking at her.

But it was then that he opened her mouth.

"I can-"

She put a finger to his lips.

"Silent."

Amon's mouth closed and she removed her finger.

Giving him a silent stare, she headed to her table before coming back with a white roll in her eyes.

She kneeled down, grabbing his crystallized fist.

Amon's eyes widened as she broke the crystal, examining his hand.

And in the next second, she tore off a certain part of the roll and started bandaging his hand.

Amon was left completely speechless at her action.

He almost expected her to ask him what happened first. Especially since she, of his few friends, knew the best that he wasn't the type to do such things.

In fact, out of all of his friends, Amon had to be the person who was the most straight-laced in matters of sexuality. Notoriously so.

Rather, she remained completely silent about it and continued bandaging his hand.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Even her expression, rather than showing confusion and distrust, had concern and worry on it.

Whether it was her strong trust in him or that his safety took priority first, Amon didn't know. But, he appreciated the silent understanding from her, as he was relieved from the responsibility of explaining it to her.

RIP!

Amelia tore off the last bandage with a snap and tightly wrapped it over his knuckles before twisting her fingers in a pattern.

As she did, a tiny intricate crimson pin formed out of thin air, made of blood.

CLIP!

With precision and carefulness, she safely pinned it to the end of the bandage, successfully bandaging his hand.

"There." She finally spoke, her lips spreading into a beautiful thin smile.

Looking at the white bandage wrapped on his hand, a smile spread on Amon's lips as well.

It was bandaged with very thoughtful and precise methods, securing the wound while still not causing him discomfort.

Naturally, words of gratitude flowed from his lips.

"Thanks alot, Amelia. I owe you one for this."

Amelia waved her hands in dismissal with a light shake of her head.

"Don't mention it, if you really owe me, treat me to an outing next time around." She gave

him a playful wink, surprising him.

But a happy smile spread on his lips again.

"Sure, why not?"

and looking in her eyes.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

Amelia was confused for a second as she was left speechless but eventually composed herself

and answered.

"I need to check on some stall owners and other festival matters before going to the City Centre to get some dresses for the festival and tomorrow's party." She answered him.

A smile spread upon Amon's lips as he heard her, his hand still not leaving hers.

"You are attending the party tomorrow?" He asked.

Amelia nodded, her lips pressing into a thin smile as well.

"Yeah, I'll be there for the announcement of the ranks of everyone along with Katherine and

other club presidents so I need to look my best." She answered.

Amon nodded, his smile spreading even more.

"Great, let's go to the City Centre for some shopping then, you can choose your dresses there

and help me as well. My choice of clothes sucks without my sister." He said.

Amelia's mouth opened to retort.

"But I need to check on other stall owners and matters-"

Amon interrupted her, shaking her hand in a leave-it way.

"Just leave it, all of that can wait later. The Centre's already gonna be packed with students

right now so we should do this first." He said with a resolute expression, his black eyes boring

into her gold ones.

A moment of silence passed between the two before a smile spread upon Amelia's lips as she

nodded.

"Alright, let me freshen up and get my things while you wait here then we can leave together." She straightened herself.

Amon nodded with a smile, letting go of her hand finally.

Giving him a parting smile, she turned to leave again for the door before she stopped.

"Oh." She said, a playful tone creeping into her voice as she gripped the handle. Amon turned to face her as she looked back with a playful smile on her face as she put an

inquisitive finger on her lips in a joking manner.

"Since we are going to the Centre together, should I consider this a date?"

Amon was startled by her question as his heart skipped a beat.

He knew she probably said it in a playful joking manner but...

Since she was trying to fluster him, it was only fair to play it back on her.

His smile spread further playfully as he shrugged.

"Yeah, you can call it a date."

Amelia's form suddenly froze as her eyes widened, her gaze trembling.

Her cheeks flushed beet red as she quickly turned her face, averting her eyes.

He saw her hands grip the handle tightly as she mumbled softly.

"You are too good at this..."

Amon's mouth burst into a laugh but he quickly controlled himself, taking it even further.

"I was just speaking the truth though." He said and instantly, he saw her cheeks get even

redder as she quickly opened the door, not turning to look at him. "Stoppp it!" She rushed outside as Amon kept laughing in the room like a madman, an action that he was doing for the first time since the incident.