366 Bottled water

"Here." Ivan shoved the helmet to Cora which she accepted with both hands. "Wear it." Although he knew there was little possibility that she would understand him, he still wanted to talk as he wasn't a mute.

Fortunately, Cora has a good sense of understanding. Hence, she only nodded and wore the helmet she once wore before. This time, he didn't help her as he already hopped on the motorbike.

A little bit shy, Cora hummed as she saw him cock his head behind him. "Get on." He instructed coldly.

"Yes." Cora nodded her head meekly, getting up on the space behind him. However, she was like a turtle that annoyed Ivan further. Therefore, before he could lose his patience, Ivan pulled her up so they could hurry up.

"Ah!" She squealed.