Confused?

Lyla turned as soon as she felt the headlights of the car shining on her, Lyla stared blankly at the headlights, and then Lyla left without saying anything. However, just as he was about to take a step, he had to stare at the person he had to avoid because the person he was currently avoiding was standing right in front of him.

"What do you want? I have to go! " Lyla chose to look in another direction other than at Mark, who was currently staring at Lyla with a sharp gaze.

"You're not going anywhere after humiliating me!" Lyla immediately looked into Mark's eyes with a face that was clearly confused by what Mark said. It was clear that almost every day Mark always humiliated Lyla by bullying, and now why did Mark say that he humiliated Mark? What actually happened to the crazy man in front of him? Various questions were running through Lyla's mind at this moment.

"I've never felt like I did anything to you. I'll go if that's what you want! " Lyla looked down and immediately wanted to run away from Mark, who was still clenching his fists in annoyance. Then, without saying anything, Mark pulled Lyla into his car. Of course, Lyla panicked at what Mark was doing.

Lyla doesn't know what Mark will do after this, because right now Lyla is trying to rebel against Mark, who is still holding his wrist tightly and forcing Lyla to get into the car. At this time, Lyla, who usually only showed a straight face, was now filled with anxiety because Mark really showed eyes that were ready to do anything to Lyla.

"Please let me go! I never bothered you. Why do you always do that to me? " Mark immediately let go of his hand in silence, while seeing the look on Lyla's face, who looked relieved to hear that.

Lyla just breathed a sigh of relief. Mark did it again by strangling Lyla and cornering her against the railing of the bridge. Lyla felt her chest tighten and her neck hurt from what Mark had done. However, Lyla can't always get Mark to do that for her. As soon as Lyla smiled faintly, Mark noticed it, which tightened his grip on Lyla's neck even more.

"You are just a parasite. You want to ask why I hate and always do that?" Lyla was silent. She was not at all interested in asking that because, after all, she knew Mark would still do that to her.

Brakkk....

A loud voice from behind stopped what Mark was doing to Lyla. Mark looked surprised to see a truck that had just had an accident hit the guardrail beside them. The truck that had an accident didn't stop until it hit Mark's car, which was parked on the side of the road, including Mark and Lyla, who were standing right in front of Mark's car.

**

When Mark opened his eyes, he really felt like he was going to explode from what had happened to him. Is he currently in the hospital? It was a question that bothered him, as Mark looked around him. There were only simple wooden walls and some simple furniture where Mark was currently.

Mark slowly got up from his sleep to sit on the bed, which was very hard for him. He was silent for a long time on the bed with a look on his face that clearly showed confusion. Then, Mark looked towards the door. A middle-aged woman handed Mark a small bowl filled with thick green liquid whose aroma, honestly made Mark want to vomit. What's this? Should he drink it? Mark was silent for a long time. Finally, he put the drink on the night table of this simple house.

"You went everywhere, until you drowned in the royal lake." Fortunately, no one in the royal family saw you! "said the middle-aged woman, managing to make Mark laugh. Was he dreaming of making the woman in front of him say something like that?

"You mean? Don't be delirious, it's 2022 and there are still empires that still exist today. The only thing I know is the British monarchy. Don't talk too much nonsense! " That was Mark's response as he tried to get out of bed, but was quickly stopped by the middle-aged woman.

"Where are you going? Do you want to make another mess?" That's what the woman said when Mark was about to approach the door, because suddenly he groaned in pain when a middle-aged woman, whom he didn't know at all, threw a small vase that hit right on his back.

"Tckkk..., what are you doing? You're useless! " Mark looked annoyed at the middle-aged woman who just silently folded her arms across her chest, then lifted the broom and almost hurt Mark again, but Mark quickly caught the broom handle.

"How impudent to say such a thing, you are also of no use at all? Why cause trouble by going to the palace? Do you want the crown princess to behead you directly? " Mark was really getting confused by the words of the middle-aged woman in front of him. It was clearly visible that his face was full of anger.

"Who are you, actually?" Mark asked curiously, immediately making Mark silent when the middle-aged woman in front of him glared at him even more.

"Is it because you fell into the palace lake, your head is like a fool? I am your aunt. Hurry up! We have to sell vegetables in the market! " said the middle-aged woman, causing Mark to be silent for a long time, until he finally opened the door in front of him.

Mark really couldn't believe it and even looked like a dazed person when he saw the people in front of him passing by, wearing traditional clothes and some even using horse-drawn carriages and wagons as a means of transportation.

"I feel like I'm in another world!" That was what was on Mark's lips as he looked around. His eyes immediately saw people passing by who were busy carrying various goods using horse carriages and carts.

Not a single car or motorcycle was visible in Mark's eyes, which made Mark venture to walk looking at the people around him with a look that was really uncomfortable.

"May I know, where is the nearest bus stop?" Mark spoke as calmly as possible to a man who was folding various woven cloths in his hands.

"What do you mean by saying that? A bus? What's that thing? "

"Old Man, don't brag, tell me where is the nearest bus stop! Don't make myself look stupid! " The middle-aged man who had just been called a fool by Mark looked speechless, looking confused and annoyed at Mark.

"I don't understand. Better get out of my sight. You're still young, but you're crazy! " The middle-aged man snorted softly, once again folding the cloth in his hand.