Chapter 133

It was getting late, so Claude said, “Let’s go. I’ll give you a ride home.”

Olivia hesitated due to the late hour, but after considering, she nodded. “Okay, thanks.”

As they prepared to leave, a car pulled up beside them. They glanced up to see it was Tyler’s car.

The window rolled down, revealing Tyler seated inside, staring at them. “You’re still here?”

Claude, surprised to see him, smiled brightly. “Just having a chat with Olivia.”

Olivia stood there, quietly looking at Tyler.

After hearing Claude’s reply, Tyler turned to Olivia. “Are you coming back with Claude or with me?” He went straight to the point.

Olivia felt conflicted, having just agreed to let Claude drive her home. With both men looking at her, she hesitated.

Tyler didn’t want to pressure her, so he remained silent, waiting for her decision.

After some consideration, she said, “I’m heading in the same direction as Tyler, so he’ll take me home.

You don’t need to go out of your way, Claude.”

Claude wasn’t upset by her choice and maintained his smile. “Alright then. Let’s stay in touch.”

“Sure.” Olivia didn’t add anything else and got into Tyler’s car.

Without looking at her, Tyler said to Claude, “We’ll be off then.”

Claude nodded.

Tyler rolled up the window, and Olivia noticed his expression turn cold, sensing the change in atmosphere. She wondered why his expression changed. Was it because of Claude? Or was it something else?

The silence in the car was suffocating.

Olivia remained quiet, sitting as the car moved along.

Suddenly, Tyler glanced at her and asked, “Did Claude purposely go to the university to pick you up and then go to the hospital?”

His question felt like an interrogation, making Olivia’s heart race. She stammered, “N…No.”

Tyler pressed on. “No what?”

Feeling she didn’t owe an explanation, Olivia stayed silent.

“What? You don’t want to talk? You seem to be enjoying your chat.” His tone was calm, but it felt accusatory.

Olivia retorted, “Even if something was going on between Claude and me, don’t I have the right to make friends? Besides, we just happened to run into each other.”

Tyler kept his eyes on her.

Sensing she might have angered him, Olivia fell silent again. The car’s headlights illuminated her face, making her appear tense and defensive.

There was a hint of anger in Tyler’s eyes. After a long pause, he spoke in a measured tone, “You should stay away from him. I can’t control you, and you have the freedom to make friends, but Claude isn’t someone you should be taunting.”