Back to Love: A New Beginning
Chapter 211

Chapter 211:.

We climbed the stairs to the roof of the house. As we moved forward, we could see everything in the abandoned airport. The black car had not yet left.

The man who had followed us limped up to the car, clutching his broken waist, and bowed to someone in the car.

It looked like he was being reprimanded for not doing his job.

“Memorize the license plate number. That way you’ll know who it’s about if you come across the car in the future.” I heard Alvaro’s voice along with the whistling of the wind. I took his advice and memorized the license plate number.

The car didn’t leave. Maybe they knew we would come out of our hiding place to catch the car, so they waited for us.

Alvaro headed the other way and pointed to a path behind the houses.

“If you don’t want to be seen, walk down this road and turn right. It will take you to the main road.”

“But Denzel…”

He cocked his head to one side and smiled, “Don’t worry. I’ll tell him about it, you still have to practice a lot and improve your driving skills.”

My face flushed with embarrassment.

I couldn’t understand why he was helping me. After spending time with him today, I realized he wasn’t as bad as he seemed.

“Don’t look at me like that. If you keep looking at me like that, you might end up falling in love with me. Poor Derek would end up broken.” He smiled.

I was speechless.

Without another word, I ran down the stairs and went down the path.

I didn’t know if Derek was still waiting for me at the driving school. When I got to the main road, I called out to him and told him where I was.

Moments later, his car pulled up in front of me. As soon as I got into the car, he asked me what I was doing here.

I told him the driving instructor wanted to drive back home, so I got out at a random place.

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“Oh.” Derek nodded.

He didn’t seem to doubt my answer, and I secretly sighed in relief. I wondered if I should tell him about my encounter with Alvaro. I didn’t know if he would let me continue with my driving lessons if I told him. I didn’t want to give up halfway. After thinking about it for a while, I decided not to say anything.

When we got home, Derek got a call from Becky, saying she would be home late tonight.

My hand was hurt, so Derek prepared dinner.

After we ate, we watched TV in the living room, and Ugly rubbed against my feet.

I picked up the cat in my arms and rested him on my lap. Thinking about what he had done this morning, I pretended to scold him: “Ugly, you can’t scratch people again! Do you understand? If you don’t, people won’t like you.”

Ugly meowed twice. It seemed to me that he did not agree with my request.

I put the cat down and he ran to the balcony. I threw him some food and ruffled his fur.

“You really did a good job.” I couldn’t help but smile as the events of the morning flashed through my mind.

It was evening, but Becky still hadn’t come home.

At about eight o’clock, she called Derek again, saying she had shooting until midnight.

“Okay. Call me when you’re done,” Derek said.

I wondered if he would pick her up at midnight. We showered and went to bed. Derek sat on the bed, looking at his phone as if waiting for Becky’s call.

I thought about the agreement Derek had signed with Alvaro.

“Have you done anything to help Alvaro’s brother?”.

“No,” Derek answered bluntly.

It looked like he had made up his mind to solve the problem with a million dollars.

“What about Lean, is there any chance of getting him out of jail?”. I continued to ask.

He stared at the phone and remained silent. A while later, he said, “The first trial will take place soon. It all depends on the judge’s attitude. They can’t promise anything.”

I thought so too. No one could guarantee that they could overturn the verdict.

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