“Are you ready, Ashlyn?”
It was a 5D racing video game in which they could virtually feel the collision and fly.
Before Ashlyn could react, the car drove out, hitting the guardrail beside the track.
The chair monitored the collision. When Ashlyn leaned forward at the impact, the inertia almost immediately pulled her back and she thumped heavily into Devin’s chest.
Devin placed his chin on Ashlyn’s shoulder, taking her by surprise. “You just hit the guardrail on the left.”
When Ashlyn didn’t react, Devin placed one hand on hers and helped turn the wheel, saying, “You are now in the middle of the road. There is an obstacle on the left which we will go through. There is an obstacle on the left again…”
Ashlyn could hear Devin’s deep voice and felt his warmth on her ear when he spoke.
She was embarrassed and in this process, accidentally rammed the car into the wall.
A bang sounded at the impact. The chair bucked as it caught the collision and Devin gripped Ashlyn’s waist a little tighter.
Ashlyn pushed his hand away as she said coldly, “It’s not funny, Devin.”
Devin frowned at her before saying, “How about changing roles?”
Ashlyn moved his hands even farther away and jumped off the seat. “I don’t want to play any games.”
Devin followed her and cocked his head to look at her. “Are you angry?”
Ashlyn didn’t say anything.
But Devin had just crossed a line he shouldn’t have.
Devin smiled and ran his hand over Ashlyn’s head as if coaxing a child. “Don’t be angry. What do you want? I’ll get it for you.”
Ashlyn glanced at him but didn’t say anything. After a while, she softened a little as she replied, “No, thanks. I don’t want anything.”
Devin grabbed her hand and before Ashlyn could react, he guided it to slap himself across the face.
The sound attracted people’s attention.
Ashlyn stood there, shocked. When she recovered, she quickly withdrew her hand and demanded, “What are you doing, Devin?”
“Aren’t you unhappy? You are free to vent your anger whenever you feel this way. Don’t hold back.”
Devin paused before continuing, “It might not be convenient for you to vent your anger on Gordon when he makes you upset, but you are free to show your emotions in front of me and scold me when I do something wrong.”
Devin had a cool smile on his face as he said this. He somehow looked pitiful.
Ashlyn looked at him and his expression reminded her of what had happened over those three years. She felt sorry and made to apologize. “I am sorry, but I wasn’t angry.”
She was just tired.
“I know you are not angry. You just don’t like me,” Devin said self-deprecatingly. “Let me drive you back.”
Ashlyn looked at him, wanting to say something but couldn’t find the right words.
On the way home, the car was filled with silence.
Ashlyn turned to look at Devin and felt guilty for the first time.
She knew that Devin just wanted to cheer her up.
He hadn’t done anything wrong.
Twenty-five minutes later, the car rolled to a stop. Devin handed the umbrella to Ashlyn. “I’m sorry for what I did tonight. Good night.” This was the first time he hadn’t exited the car to open the door for her.
Ashlyn took the umbrella and looked at Devin. She wanted to say something, but all she ended up saying was, “Good night.”
She thought their current relationship was fine as it was. After all, she didn’t want to date anyone right now.
Ashlyn got out of the car, umbrella in hand. She pulled on her coat subconsciously as the wind blew cold around her.
But as she pulled, she realized that she was wearing Devin’s coat.
She turned, wanting to return it to Devin, but he had already driven away.
Ashlyn watched the retreating car and smiled. “Is he giving up so soon?”
She thought it reasonable that Devin, a playboy who had spent so much time and effort pursuing her, gave up when he failed.
Ashlyn didn’t have any feelings for Devin. She just felt guilty, thinking that she might hurt him tonight.
But it would be a good thing if Devin finally gave up on pursuing her.
Ashlyn’s guilt lessened at this thought and she went into the apartment building, still holding the umbrella.
She didn’t look back, which was why she didn’t see Devin drive back just two minutes later.
When the car stopped, Devin rolled down the window. His eyes soon found the window to Ashlyn’s apartment and continued to stare at it for a long time.
Giving up?
Impossible!
Sometimes, pursuing a girl required a strategy.
Ashlyn turned on the light in her apartment.
Devin’s eyes lit up and a smile crept up his lips at this.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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