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Chapter 213 Ninette is Back
He patted the back seat of his bicycle, smiling as he said, “Hop on. Let me give you a different kind of
experience.”
Emrys had specifically fitted a soft cushion to the back seat of his vehicle for Ninette’s sake.
Ninette wore a strange expression as she said, “Delia said you’re driving a Bugatti Veyron, though.
‘What’s with the old bicycle?”
“Hey, what do you mean an old bicycle? This here is my precious treasure, worth much more than
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsports cars.”
“Tell me where should I place this suitcase then?”
Ninette carried a small trolley case, which wasn’t heavy at all, as it only contained some daily
necessities. Her work equipment was all with her colleague.
However, it was still difficult for a bicycle to hold a trolley case.
“That’s easy. Give it to me.”
Emrys lifted the trolley case with one hand, gripped the car handle with the other, and urged Ninette to
hop on.
Ninette said, “I might as well carry it myself.”
“No, you can’t. I’m fast, so you must hold onto my waist with both hands, or you’ll fall.”
“How fast could you possibly be-”
Ninette’s words were dragged out into a scream as she hugged Emrys‘ waist as soon as they took off.
Thank goodness I’m wearing jeans today.
The onlookers were speechless.
That beautiful lady was just whisked away by a young man riding a bicycle.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFor some reason, they felt much better when the luxury car and wealthy scion they had anticipated did
not appear.
Once the bicycle picked up speed, Ninette discovered that although Emrys was fast, the bicycle was
steady. The ride wasn’t bumpy at all as long as she held on tight. She couldn’t help praising, “Rys, how
come you’re so skilled at riding? You’re pedaling fast and only hold the handlebar with one hand, but
there’s no tremoring at all.”
So, you want it to be bumpier?
Emrys decided to grant Ninette’s wish and charged straight toward a small pebble. The vehicle shook,
and Ninette screamed with fright. Unable to free her hands, she could only bump her head against
Emrys‘ back as retaliation.
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