Part 51

Margareth POV After I uttered the sarcastic sentences, his panic gazes turned into the softer and genuine one. That kind of glare was barely found to me. As he rubbed my knuckle gently, he said, "I can guarantee that there will be no Love War in my mansion." I then pulled my hands from his touch and inquired, "Why don't we look at the situation first? Maybe, in a week or a month." "What if you are injured by the strangers or serial killers?" Bastian began to express that he thought about the matter too over. By listening to the question, I also noticed his gaze that was full of uneasiness. "I may run from them." I answered it calmly although I wasn't sure if I could always run from dangers. Bastian with his gaze darted at me inquired again, "What if you are kidnapped, and I'm not able to find and rescue you in time??" I blinked a second and said, "Why would they kidnap me? I'm not a rich kid or a fluorishing teenager pup. Please don't overthink about the matter too much, Bastian." "Wel