At this moment, someone knocks hard at the door.
Quinn looks at Yaffe, saying, “The person responsible for the event is coming.”
Of course Yaffe knows Wiphy absolutely takes was at least an accomplice.
She doesn’t look at Quinn any more. She opens the door without looking at the boy outside.
Wiphy blinks his eyes innocently and is about to hold Yaffe’s legs.
Yaffe really wants to beat him, but she doesn’t. She avoids his touch and goes downstairs without looking back.
Wiphy looks at Quinn savagely.
Obviously his eyes are saying “Look at what you’ve done!”
Quinn lifts Wiphy, “I treat you too well, so you play tricks on me?”
“Humph!” mutters Wiphy as a reply.
Quinn gives his bottom two slaps without talking to him.
Then he throws him onto the bed like rubbish and quickly goes downstairs.
With the sense that her body is falling up, Yaffee walks on the hillside road. Every walk makes her feel embarrassingly painful.
The cold wind makes her mind calm down a lot.
What?! As an adult, she is played tricks by a 5-year-old kid and nearly lost virginity.
Who could she complain to?
Hearing the sound of wheels behind her, Yaffe walks more quickly.
But how could legs go faster than the car.
Quinn stops the car not far away from her.
She pauses. She has no idea whether to move forward or step back.
Quinn opens the door, gets off and strides towards her.
She steps back unconsciously.
Without saying anything, Quinn takes her in his arms and put the overcoat on her.
She doesn’t find she wasn’t wearing the coat until she feels the warmth from the overcoat.
“Leave me alone. I wanna go home!”
“I’ll send you home. I won’t leave you alone.”
“Quinn, who you think I am?” Yaffe looks at Quinn with teary eyes, “Because of you and your son’s whim, you messed up my life and work. Because I don’t wanna have a closer relationship with you, you fed the medicine to me? Have you ever considered my feelings? ”
Yaffe takes off the expensive overcoat and throws it onto the ground, exclaiming, “I don’t wanna have anything to do with you. I’m not interested in the He family. Get far away from me!”
She tries hard to push away Quinn but fails.
Seeing her angry beautiful eyes, Quinn finds she is different from usual and nearly driven mad.
He stretches his arms and again fixes her in his arms, saying rudely, “It’s not a whim! You think I am the one who sleeps with any woman? Which woman have you seen I get close to? Which woman have you seen I announce as my fiancé? I’ve never done these to anyone else except you.”
Yaffe gradually stops her violent struggling, looking at him unbelievably.
Quinn asks, “Don’t you believe me?”
Yaffe nods honestly.
Quinn doesn’t know whether he should praise her honesty or doubt his charm, “Let’s have a talk.”
“I wanna be left alone.” Yaffe says after pausing, “I wanna borrow this car.”
Quinn agrees.
Without saying anything, Yaffe passes him, goes into the Maserati and drives the car away.
Seeing the car leaving, Quinn raises his eyebrows.
Doesn’t she like money?
He doesn’t think so.
Yaffe stops the car in front of a drugstore. She buys a bottle of water and oral contraceptive pills there. She takes the pill by the road.
And then she drinks the cold water.
The cold water slides from the throat to the stomach, making her tremble.
After coughing for a while near the rubbish bin, she throws the pill case and bottle into the rubbish bin.
Then she hails a taxi and leaves without looking at the Maserati.
When she arrives home, Monismith is busy in the kitchen.
Hearing the sound from the door, Monismith pops out, asking, “Where have you been?”
“Mrs. Lo, do I look like a teenager? Do I need to report everything to you?”
Monismith found she doesn’t look very well, so she asks, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I did an operation overnight, so I was too tired. Mum, I’m gonna sleep. ”
“Feed yourself first.”
“I’ve has the meal outside. Don’t disturb me.” Then Yaffe goes back to her room upstairs.
She takes the clothes for change and enters the bathroom.
Seeing fuzzy marks left on her body, she feels irritated and embarrassed.
In addition to these two emotions, actually she also has a secret crush.
She shakes her head, and squeezes a pile of shower gel on her body.
**
After resting at home for a whole day, Yaffe gets up early the next day and suddenly realizes that her mini POLO was left in the hospital.
So she takes the bus to work
When she arrives at the hospital, the public still focuses on her and whispers, making her uncomfortable.
After entering the office, she rubs her forehead, “Ann, please make me a coffee.”
“What? Okkk.” Ann puts down the phone in panic and jumps up to make Yaffe the coffee.
Yaffe looks at her with poker face and then the eyesight fixes on Ann’s phone.
Seeing this, Ann comes up for the phone.
Yaffe asks, “Is there something that I can’t read?”
“No, no.”
“Then why do you behave like this?”
“Yaffe…” Ann said with pleading eyes.
“Give me the phone.”
“Promise me you won’t be angry.”
“Give it to me.”
Ann grits the teeth and hands the phone to her, and then she runs away quickly with the cup.
Yaffe looks down at the screen and immediately her face becomes pale.
This is a local forum where the medical workers of Chandley often visit and gossips for killing the time are posted.
The illustration of the post sticks on the top was that she drank water by the road the day before yesterday.
She clicks on the post tremblingly.
The post contains large numbers of photos. All her moves were photographed. For example, she entered the drugstore, she stared at the suitcase; she took the medicine and she threw away the pill case, etc. A close-up shot was given to the suit case.
Yaffe stares at these pictures but she can’t clearly read the words.
After a while, she takes a deep breath, puts the phone back on Ann’s desk and goes back to her desk without any expression although her mind is buzzing.
Ann brings the coffee back. Noticing Yaffe’s terrible complexion, she says, “Yaffe, I don’t think you’re that kind of person. Both you and Manager He are different from their description. They don’t understand you at all.”
Yaffe forces a smile without saying anything.
At that time, the mobile phone on Yaffe’s desk rings.