âWhy donât you give the car to me, and I'll drive it back?â Angela asked bravely.
Richard was not going to agree. After all, she didnât have the ability to handle the steep and dangerous mountain roads.
âNo,â he rejected.
Just then, the sky turned overcast; it was clear that it was about to rain soon. Sure enough, rain began drizzling on Angelaâs head after a while, causing her to cover her head with her hand. However, the rain came pouring down all of a sudden.
âHurry up and get in the car,â the man in the car ordered in a low voice. Was she trying to get herself drenched again after she had just recovered from her fever?
Irked by the unreasonable weather, Angela hastily walked to the passenger seat before she opened the door and went inside without sparing the man in the back seat a glance.
It was exceptionally quiet in the car. isolated from the rain outside. Angelaâs thoughts were in a complete mess, and all of her senses were trained on the man in the back seat as she listened to the sound of him tapping the keyboard and his small sighs.
âDidn't you leave on a mission? Why are you still here?â Angela asked angrily, â| thought you didnât want to see me?â Richard fixed his gaze on the screen, asking without raising his head.
â| just said we shouldnât meet. | didnât mean to drive you out of the base.â Angela wondered if he had spent the past few days in the small town. Where did he sleep? How were his meals? Had he stayed in this car the entire time? At the thought, she turned to cast him a pained glance, but she saw that his shirt was clean and tidy, and he didnât look like he had been staying in the car.
Richard didnât speak, but Angela felt that her mouth was turning a little dry, and she wanted to drink some water. Hence, she had no choice but to ask, âIs there any water in your car?â
Richard reached out and took out a glass in the storage compartment of the car door and handed it to her. When Angela saw that it was his glass, she suddenly stiffened for a few seconds. âI was talking about mineral water.â
At her words, Richard raised his head, his brows furrowed tightly. âI donât have any.â
Why was she refusing his glass? Didnât she drink from his glass when she was in his room?
Angelaâs face turned a little embarrassed as she shared his thoughts. Last night, when she was in his room, she didnât have a problem with drinking from his glass, but it was like a slap in the face for her if she was refusing his glass now.
She took out her backpack and dug out. her purse from inside before opening it. Except for a bunch of cards, there wasnât any money left inside. She didnât have any spare change as well, for she had given the rest of her money to the elderly people earlier.
âDo you have money? Lend me a hundred.â Angela asked the man behind her, reaching out her hand to borrow some money from him.
Richard paused in surprise for a few moments before he retrieved his wallet from his pocket and took out a hundred dollar bill.
He then handed it to her.
I'll return it to you someday,â Angela replied as she took the money from him.
Richard glanced at her and said indifferently, âYou donât have to.â
âI will. | donât want to owe you a favor.â Angela really wanted to cut off all ties with him at this moment, and she would settle everything with him.
Richard was so furious that he pushed his tongue against the inside of his cheek and glared at the back of her head irritably. This woman's behavior always made him angry.
However, Angela took his money and goi out of the car in the rain to buy some water. After a while, she came back with a bottle of water and the change. Her bangs got wet, and she combed her long hair away before she unscrewed the cap and drank from the bottle.