One Hundred and Eighty Eight

Gwyneth’s POV

“What are you doing?” he asked me once again with his serious and deadly voice.

I followed where his gaze landed and it was on Ryle’s hand supporting me not to fall. Fortunately, I manage to composed back myself and hurriedly distance from Ryle.

“T-Thanks,” I muttered as I stuttered. 

"Be careful next time, you look like a child." Ryle said seriously and returned to his seat.

I sneezed again to get rid of the nervousness. I just smiled at Ryle, then Kalex faced me. I stood up and approached him.

"A-ah ..." I stuttered at the beginning. "You are not in? What are you doing here?" I asked next.

He sighed and his tongue played inside his bottom lip a bit, and then seriously faced me.

"Lunchtime, I will accompany you." He replied coldly.

I nodded sadly. Is he angry?

I looked at my wrist watch to see the time.