Me Looking For Who Asked Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Good morning, please can I ask you a question?" They stopped looking at me like I had three heads, so I pretended like I didn't notice and went ahead to ask them what I wanted to ask them anyway. “Did you see a wounded man or a stranger here?” She blinked at me. " No, we didn't." I looked at the little boy who was talking to me “Oh really. But do you know who I can ask?" He stroked his chin like he had a beard." You will have to go to that guy's house, he knows everyone who comes here.”

But then, I don't know him that much. "Who are you looking at?" I didn't take my eyes to the person I saw just now. I stared at him. I hurriedly glanced at my oh-so-called cousin when he asks me a question. That damn question really took me by surprise. "Is that Keiko?"

I don't know why he looks at me like this. "Wait, who are you?" its language while looking at me. I was almost attacked when he asked me who I was. Doesn't he recognize me?

Why she's asking me? " Really? " And she slowly walks away from me. I don't care where he is. They should ask me where is Philip. " Where's Philip? " Aeroll asked. That's what I'm talking about. " Who's Philip? " Xandra wrinkled her forehead. " Where's Nathan? " Arice asked. Really? " Who's Nathan? " Xander wondered. Arrgggg!!! They are talking too much. I go out. I need fresh air.

"Can I... Can I ask something deeper?" He pushed himself a little, looking at me. He was looking over me like I was one of his favorite books, memorizing the details. "What is it?" He asked I smiled a little. Nervousness creeping its way unto my spine, I know this might be the wrong time but I need answers now. "Who are you as the Berserker?"

“Is that why you are asking me out now?” “Who's asking who out?” I heard Liam's voice from nowhere, and froZe

I whispered. Damien didn’t answer immediately. ⸻ His gaze remained fixed on the man below. ⸻ Sharp. Assessing. ⸻ Then— ⸻ “He’s asking for someone.” ⸻ My chest tightened. ⸻ “Who?” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ Then— ⸻ “You.” ⸻ My breath caught. ⸻ “For me?” ⸻ “Yes.” ⸻ “That’s not possible,” I said quickly. “No one here knows me.”

What could you possibly want with me. I'm, I'm no one I stutter looking away from his gaze. He pulls my chin to face him, with his warm hand and our eyes meet again. Why would you say such a thing, you are someone very special? Yeah you have no clue do you. Do you know who I am I ask surprised by the strength I find in my voice. I know exactly who you are his voice just as vigorous, the question is do you really seek to find such answers he smiles as he passes me in a smooth and suave way.

Ryan crossed his arms and looked at me “ you're way too inquisitive, but if you really want to know, then I'll tell you." I shot up from where I sat. “ Really!? Thanks" I quickly hurried over to where he was. “ Soo..? Who are They? " I asked.

“I didn’t call for you.” I blinked in confusion. “What? A maid just told me you asked to see me.” I uttered, perplexed. He shook his head in the negative. “I didn’t ask anyone to call you.” What the hell was this about? If Lucian didn’t send for me, why would the person lie? “Who was the person?” Lucian quizzed. “Maybe we can find them to clarify things.” My mouth went dry as I spoke, “I didn’t see the person’s face.”