Chapter 85: SHE WAS BEING PRETENTIOUS
Hazel noticed the printed blanket and smiled to herself. She covered her body with it while the rain kept pouring down out there. The sound of it and the sad song that played in the background lulled her to sleep.
It was very peaceful.
Hazel liked rain; she liked rainy days. It calmed her down because whenever she had a mission in this weather, she would be able to conceal the noises that she created. The rain would shield her from her target and make things easier for her.
When Ranon heard Hazel stop singing lightly, he slowed down the car; moreover, it would be dangerous if he were speeding off.
That was why when they finally arrived at the Rose’s house, it took them three hours; and by that time Hazel actually had fallen asleep, and Ranon had to carry her to her bedroom.
However, halfway to the second floor, Ranon noticed. "You are awake. You don’t need to pretend that you are sleeping."
Ranon was carrying Hazel to her bedroom, and he could see, even though it was very subtle, that the corner of Hazel’s lips twitched.
"Your trick is getting old." Ranon pinched her butt.
It was possible to do that when he carried her like this, and with that, Hazel opened her eyes. She glared at him, yet she didn’t have any intention to get down.
"I am tired; I don’t really want to walk," Hazel said; she tightened her arms around his neck. "I am not going down."
"You are troublesome." And he continued walking.