Chapter 43 Dianaâs pov âDiana, here we are.â
Victorâs voice suddenly pulled back my thoughts.
I was stunned for two seconds and nodded in confusion.
âParking is not allowed at the entrance of the park. So we can only park our car in the underground garage,â Victor said to me as he unbuttoned his seat belt.
Seeing that I didnât respond to him, he paused.
âDiana... are you still thinking about last night? I know I shouldnât have kissed you, L...â
âVictor,â I interrupted him, âYou donât need to explain. I know you were just trying to help me.â
âYes, but no, I...â
I didnât give Victor a chance to explain and quickly got off the car.
Almost the moment I closed the car door, a black Cullinan drove into the parking space across from us.
Immediately after, Nathan, dressed in a black trench coat and wearing sunglasses, got out of the car.
I couldnât help but frown.
Just as I was wondering why he appeared here, the passenger door was pushed open. Avia stepped on her high heels and affectionately held Nathanâs arm.
I almost immediately wanted to get back into the car, but they two had already walked towards me.
at a coincidence.â Avia smiled. âI never expected to meet you and your...â She looked at Victor behind me and deliberately accentuated the tone, âmate.â
It was too late to avoid them. I had to face them directly and squeezed a hypocritical smile.
âSure it is. You are here to...?â
âNathan was afraid that I would be bored in the hospital, so he brought me to the amusement park.â Avia smiled sweetly, but her eyes seemed to show off something to me. âWhat about you guys? What are you doing here?â
I didnât answer Avia. I remembered Nathan saw me talking to Victor at the banquet last night.
Last night, when Victor kissed me, I resisted.
But he told me that Nathan was looking at us not far away.
I didnât forget my mate relationship with Victor in Nathanâs eyes.
So I let Victor continue this kiss, even holding his neck and responding warmly to him.
The result was that Nathan angrily walked towards us, pinching the back of my neck and forcefully separating us.
I asked him if he was crazy.
He didnât say a word for a long time. His face turned red, and his amber pupils quickly turned black, almost blending with the night.
He first stared at me, and then his gaze shifted inch by inch, glancing over my lips, shoulders, and finally fixed on the two amusement park tickets in my hand.
A bad premonition rushed into my brain.
I thought Nathan would grab the tickets and tear them. up.
So I instinctively hid the ticket behind me.
I didnât know if this action annoyed him. His anger grew even stronger, and he pointed at my nose and growled, âArenât you the director? How do you have time to accompany a man to the amusement park?
I didnât remember what my feeling was, be it absurd or angry. Because Victor pulled me behind him and blocked me with his broad shoulders.
âAlpha Nathan, are you accusing Diana? Do you think youâre qualified? Diana is human, not a machine! Because of your beloved Avia, she has been enduring many pressure these days! Canât you see that she needs rest? Or is it that only your Avia deserves to be pampered, and others should all pay for her arrogance and capriciousness?â
Nathan was stunned, with a hint of panic flashing in his eyes.
Victor ignored him and drove me away.
In the dark night, I saw Nathan standing motionless, like an ice sculpture.
He accused me of coming to the amusement park, but today he even took Avia here..
Te seemed that Victor was not wrong.
...thanâs eyes, perhaps only Avia was worth love.
And I was only worthy of serving his dear sister!
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, to the point where I couldnât control my expression and rolled my eves.
Seeing that I not only didnât answer her, but also rolled my eyes at her, Avia was angry as if she had eaten a pack of explosives!
âDiana! What is that? Are you rolling your eyes?â
âMiss, I think you misunderstood âVictor walked up and hugged my waist. âDianaâs eyes are just uncomfortable. After all, she has seen too many disgusting scenes for several days.â
âWhat do you mean? Are you saying that Nathan and I are disgusting? Youâ
âOh, did you ask what weâre here for?â Victor said as if he hadnât heard Aviaâs angry roar. âWeâre also here to play. Alpha Nathan knows about this. Didnât he tell you?â
Aviaâs face stiffened.
Victor smiled and looked down at me, âWe should go.â
I nodded and followed Victor out of the garage.
Since I gave up everything to be with Nathan three years ago, I have rarely come to entertainment venues.
It was not that I didnât want to, but because I was not in the mood.
I spent most of my time dealing with Pack and bad emotions that Nathan brought 1. me.
So when I came in, I felt a bit unfamiliar with the place I was used to come to when I was young âAnything you want to play?â Victor asked me.
I looked around and didnât know what to choose.
To be honest, I wanted to try every one of them.
âWhy donât we go to Westland? I remember when you were young, you loved it the most.â
I nodded.
The soâcalled âWitch Shooting Areaâ was actually a shooting event.
Everyone who entered the amusement park would be given a toy pistol and walk through the long corridor.
There were huge walls on both sides of the corridor, with screens installed one after another.
Green ghosts would constantly appear in the screens, and these ghosts were our shooting targets.
Of course, there were also icons such as werewolves, witches, moons, pumpkins, and so on.
Bowe needed to avoid other icons besides green ghosts, otherwise we would lose outs.
After we finished walking along the corridor, we would see a huge rectangular scrolling screen, recording the scores of each player.
Victor and I each received a toy pistol.
Following the crowd, we entered Westland.
We have played this game many times, so we didnât even need to read the rules. Once we entered, out sounds of shooting didnât stop once.
Victorâs skill was obviously better than mine. In just three minutes, he had already shot nearly three hundred targets.
1 was stunned.
âYour marksmanship has improved again!â
âPractice makes perfect,â Victor smiled. âIf you practice regularly, you must be better than me.â
âYes, but it mainly depends on the talent. Obviously, your talent in this area is excellent.â I looked at Victor with admiration.
Bang bang bang!
Just as I praised Victor, a series of gunshots suddenly rang in my car.
I was stunned and instinctively turned around. It was Nathan and Avia!
At this moment, Nathan was staring intently at the screen and constantly pressing the trigger.
As he moved, all the characters on the screen were accurately shot, leaving not survivors.
Many people around stopped to look at him. Everyoneâs eyes were filled with shock.
Avia covered her mouth and screamed-
âNathan! Youâre amazing!â
Nathan withdrew his gun expressionlessly and walked forward.
When he passed Victor, he didnât hide his pride in his eyes and sneered, âYou think youâre a talent?â
After speaking, he moved on to the next section and raised his pistol again.
Victor and I were both confused. After a moment, Victor said, âDidnât Nathan figure out the rules?â
I pursed my lips and stared at icons on the screen who had been shot by Nathan. Apart from green ghosts, there were also red, blue, yellow... Each color couldnât escape from Nathanâs pistol.
âSure he didnât.â I raised my eyebrows and felt embarrassed for Nathan.
Victor and I continued shooting along the corridor and quickly completed the entire game.
When we arrived at the exit of Westland, I saw Nathan at once.
as staring at the scores without blinking, his face gloomy and bewildered.
And Avia, standing beside him, also looked awkward. Her lips moved, but she didnât say a word.
I saw the bright red characters floating on the huge scrolling screenâ
Player Nathan Wayne, minus 2000 points!
He was the last one up to now!