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The driver looked relieved, laughed, and said, âYoung Madam is awake now. Thatâs great. I was worried about how to wake you up since itâs getting dark soon. â
âBy the way, I waited for you outside for a long time, and when you didnât come out, I checked on you. I saw you sleeping on the couch and didnât wake you up. I decided to turn off the stove by myself. Young Madam, Iâm sorry.â
So it was Uncle Harper who turned off the stove, and she was just wondering. Her secret husband was still thousands of miles away in Country F, how could he possibly be back? Enna Clark, blushing, quickly waved her hands, âNo, I
should be the one saying sorry. I think I drank a bit too much at noon and felt a bit dizzy, so I unintentionally fell asleep. Thankfully, Uncle Harper, you helped me turn off the stove in the kitchen, otherwise I would have caused a big problem.â
âYoung Madam, donât mention it, itâs what I should do.â He paused slightly, and looked troubled, âI may not be able to send Young Madam home later. I need to bring the Tomato Beef Brisket to the hospital, President just called to hurry me up.â
Enna Clark immediately replied, âItâs okay, I can go home by myself.â
âHow can that work? This is a villa area, thereâs not a single taxi. It would take at least an hour for Young Madam to walk to a place to call a taxi. Itâs late now, and itâs not safe for a girl like Young Madam.â
Indeed, this is a well-known wealthy area in Capital City and taxis would never drive in. It is indeed inconvenient for her to walk back home, not because itâs not safe but mainly because it would take a long time. She could imagine Bobbyâs raging face when she goes back home.
Enna Clark felt a bit embarassed, âThen⦠what should we do?â
The driver smilingly said, âYoung Madam donât worry, I just rang a friend, he happens to be free. Iâve already told him where Young Madam lives. Young Madam can take his ride home later.â
âThank you for your trouble, Uncle Harper.â They were so considerate of her that Enna Clark truly felt grateful.
Uncle Harperâs eyes flickered, seeming to look embarrassed yet also guilty. He moved his mouth before switching last minute to say, âYoung Madam, you should get your stuff ready. My friend is already waiting outside.â
Enna Clark really didnât think so much, she picked up her handbag, checked her phone and found it had run out of battery and switched off automatically. Realising her phone would also be off when Bobby called, she rubbed her forehead feeling a headache. She packed her handbag in no time, said goodbye to the driver and left without any more ado.
Indeed, there was a silver Volkswagen parked outside.
She opened the passenger door, got inside and said, âSorry to keep you waiting.
Please drive me to Grand Garden.â
â There was an awkward silence in the car.
Enna Clark found it strange that he didnât say anything. The car had started and was on its way to Grand Gardenâ¦
Throughout the trip, the driver in the front didnât say a word, and she felt too embarrassed to initiate the conversation. The atmosphere in the car was awkward, and to make it worse, her phone was out of battery, leaving her no way to distract herself from the awkwardness.
Enna Clark, feeling vexed, rolled down the window. The cool breeze blew in and she decided to look at the scenery outsideâ¦
Finally.
The car stopped outside of the housing estate. Enna Clark couldnât wait to open the car door, bending over she thanked the person inside, then closed the door and hurried home.
Then, the window of the driverâs seat slowly rolled down revealing a devastatingly handsome face. With his unattainable nobility, who could it be if not Baron Lawrence?
He looked up at the 7th floor of the housing estate, his thin lips gradually forming into a straight line..