When I came out, I met Wesley again. He still offered to drive me home.
This time, I still didn’t refuse him.
I sat in the passenger seat and looked at Wesley quietly.
The neon lights at night were blurred, and the dim light shone on his body.
He sat there quietly, looking so elegant.
When I looked at him, he just looked at me.
He was so gentle, but there seemed to be some emotions in his eyes. But he calmed down so quickly that I couldn’t tell what feelings he had.
It seemed to be a little embarrassing to say anything to such a gentle man.
“Emma.”
Wesley called gently.
His voice was gentle and pleasant, like a stone falling from a quiet lake, causing ripples.
He said, “I want to ask you why you always look at me with such sad eyes since we first
met.”
I smiled and felt a little embarrassed.
It was indeed a little presumptuous to keep staring at a man who I had only met twice.
I turned my head awkwardly to look out of the window, but I happened to look into Michael‘s
eyes since his car was next to me.
He was waiting for the red light with Harper.
His eyes seemed to be stained with the coldness, which was covered with a kind of haze that could not be dispersed by sunshine.
At this time, the light turned green.
The car started and he drove away at the intersection.
Thinking of the anger in his eyes, I couldn’t help but feel a little funny.
For a moment, I felt that he was jealous.
But how could it be?
I was just a nobody.
Wesley sent me home. He was a gentleman and told me not to walk alone at night. It was
not safe to do so.
Weeded him and told me that he was
Before leaving, he asked me to contact him when I
willing to be my driver.
I didn’t expect that Michael, who left with Harper, would suddenly come back and witness the conversation between me and Wesley.
He snatched Wesley’s phone number from me and tore it into pieces.
“Emma, do you only rely on men? Why are you so cheap? Don’t pretend to be weak. You make me sick!” a
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After saying that angrily, Michael drove away again.
He was always like this. He came and left in a hurry. I was gradually used to staying alone in an empty room. I had to get used to losing him.
