When I entered his car, all he did was glance at me and curtly asked me to fasten my seatbelt.
I nodded. Seeing that he’d started the car, I asked him to take me back to Southcott Residential Area.
The car ride was completely silent.
The quietness had an intimidating air. To add to my embarrassment, however, my stomach decided that it was the perfect time to growl weakly.
He turned to look at me again, with his eyebrows slightly raised. “What do you want to eat?”
The awkwardness I felt at the time was devastating. I lowered my head and said, “It’s fine. I’ll just eat when I get back home.”
“Something spicy? Pasta? Barbeque?”
“Barbeque, then.”
I opened my mouth, intending to refuse again, but I was so stunned that nothing came out. I stole a glance at him and saw that he was still observing me with raised brows. I bit my lip and cursed myself again for not having eaten anything before leaving the villa. Eating would be the death of me, the bane of my existence.
It wasn’t long until Marcus parked the car and asked me to follow him down.
I’d noticed that he’d chosen a fine establishment as well. It was well-decorated and had a steady stream of customers coming and going.
After a brief wait, a waitress found us a seat and gave Marcus a menu. I noticed that the girl’s pretty eyes would dart towards him as she stole glances at him several times.
Marcus flicked open the menu and asked, “What will you have?”
I looked through the menu myself, and without dwelling too much on it, just selected a dish that seemed appealing. After that, I met his gaze directly. “I have to warn you, Marcus. I didn’t bring my phone and wallet out.”
He nodded. “It’s on me.”
Seeing that he said this, I returned the nod and picked out something to quench my thirst as well. With that done, I returned the menu to the starry-eyed waitress who was staring at Marcus again.
I noticed that the young lady couldn’t help but sneak another glance at him before she left.
For someone as attractive as Marcus, it was no surprise that she had eyes on him all the time.
“Thanks again for helping me out today, Mr. White. And thank you for dinner, as well.”
He had done quite a bit for me today. I couldn’t just keep quiet and not thank him for his deeds.
He frowned slightly and grunted indifferently at me in response. After that, he said nothing further.
Our meal was a very quiet affair, but it was not unexpected. After all, we were individuals who barely knew each other. Neither of us had much to say, to begin with, especially since he seemed like such a refined and elegant person. Marcus was attracting quite a bit of attention with his good looks as well.
After eating my fill, I set aside my cutlery.
Having noticed my movements, Marcus looked at me. In a low voice, he asked if I was full.
I nodded and smiled faintly at him.
He put down his cutlery as well and wiped his mouth clean in a graceful gesture. “Let’s go then.”
Marcus’s way of handling things made it difficult for me to find common ground. Even so, I realized that he was not cold or aloof, but rather, he radiated a certain calmness. He was the type who used that level-headedness to solve any conundrum.
When I got into the car, I saw that the clock on the dashboard said nine o’clock.
As I thought of the divorce papers I found in the drawer of the study, my heart sank. A part of me was reluctant to return to the villa, but I had no choice. Even though K City was a large place, I had nowhere to go.
It took me a while to notice the scenery outside the car. I was taken aback. Wasn’t this the city center? Marcus had not brought me back home but to the Greenleafe Residential Area instead. “The White Residence?” I queried, looking at him.
“You’ll spend the night here.” His expression was impassive and difficult to read.
I was stunned. Yet before I could say more, he had already parked and exited the vehicle.
I followed him into the White Residence, only to be met by a teary-eyed Sally who was coming downstairs. She had her coat on and appeared to be heading somewhere.
The sight of me and Marcus together stopped her dead in her tracks. “Wait, why are you with Marcus?”
“I found her along the way.” Having said that, Marcus went upstairs, seemingly reluctant to continue the conversation.
Sally looked at me, and her panic-stricken face relaxed a little. “What were you doing wandering about without your phone and purse?”
I chuckled sheepishly. “I…forgot to grab them before I left.”
Sally then pulled out her phone to make a call. For a moment, I didn’t know what to say, so we merely sat there in silence.
It didn’t take long for Anthony to arrive. Sally had been waiting by the door and immediately flung her arms up to slow him down. “Calm down, Anthony. She’s fine,” said Sally in hushed tones. “Don’t startle her and speak calmly.”
Her voice was lowered, but I could still hear what she said.
I plopped myself onto the couch and tried to suppress my emotions.
Grunting at Sally in response, Anthony entered the living room and walked towards me. In a low voice, he asked, “Have you had dinner? Are you hungry?”
I nodded once and then at Sally, who was standing right behind him. “Thank you for this, Aunt Sally. I’ll be heading home first. Please also convey my thanks to Marcus.”
After that, I got up and walked out of the villa without sparing Anthony a second glance.
Sally followed us from behind to send us off. “Drive carefully!” she said with a wave.
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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