Confusing Questions Novels & Stories

“Do you have a problem?” “Did I say something wrong again?” I furrowed my brows further at his question. “What?” “Did I do something wrong? Did I say something wrong again? Did I make you upset?” His questions came one after another, and I was even more confused. I was about to push him away because I didn’t understand what he meant, but instead of letting go, he hugged me tighter as if he didn’t want me to move. I parted my lips. “Preston…”

I doubt that. I’m confused.

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Dillon asked in total confusion. TBC

I tried convincing myself. "Pretty……." He rounded out. I disgustingly glared at him. He gave me a **what's wrong ** kind of look. "Hey, what's it…..?" He confusedly asked me. "What…..?" I countered back. "You don't answer questions with a question," he muttered.

ignore his request for help."I'm sorry to hear that, Oliver," she said, reaching across the table to touch his hand. "Of course, I'll help in any way I can."Oliver nodded gratefully. "Thank you, Janet. You don't know how much this means to me."They sat in silence for a few moments, neither of them knowing what to say. The tension between them was palpable, and Janet wondered if it would ever go away."How have you been, Janet?" Oliver asked, breaking the silence.Janet took a sip of her coffee, trying to think of an answer. "I've been good, busy with work and the kids," she said finally. "What about you?""I've been busy with pack business," Oliver said, shrugging. "You know how it is."Janet n

I can’t tell if he’s angry, sad or confused. “Are you Time’s mate?” He questions.

I asked a little too loudly. But instead of her to give me a reply to my question, she just questioned me back. What happened to you? Are you okay? Is anything the matter? Is something wrong with you? Her series of questioning came as a surprise to me and I started to question her back instead of answering her questions. What is it with all these questions? I asked her with a confused look. I continued though. What do you mean if I am okay or if something is wrong with me? Uhm… she opened her mouth to speak.

For some reason, he asked Alvaro about his confusion. He even started to pull Alvaro onto his lap. Until they both looked at Dean's grave, "Confused?" Alvaro raised one eyebrow. "Often, uh, but confused in what sense first?" Kean thought for a moment. "I don't know, the point is that after they appeared and approached, The confusion was so great, it suddenly hit me." After saying that, Kean chuckled. It seemed unconscious, making Alvaro flinch. In that instant, Alvaro knew he had guessed wrong. Now, Kean was not calm.

Lifting up his head facing me, arrowing his painted gazes at me and shooting at me a hundreds of question he inquired as if I had committed some serious mistakes. "Could I know what is the thing that you are finding so inappropriate and is making you whistle of a pressure cooker, loud noisy, and none stopping irritating. " I was already annoyed due to his all sorts of questions and allegations, he was unbearable to my mind, still he kept hovering at my head asking foolish questions and levitating at me some baseless, utter foolish allegations.