Back to Love: A New Beginning
Chapter 213

Chapter 213:

First thing in the morning, the doorbell rang.

Derek was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. I opened the door and saw Becky standing outside.

She was wearing the same clothes as yesterday and hadn’t even removed her makeup.

“Good morning, Eveline. I just came back to grab something and change my clothes.”

Then she ran up the stairs in a hurry. My eyes were riveted on her the whole time. I had a feeling she was deliberately pretending to be calm.

Although she was good at acting, she was still young and not mature enough to hide everything.

Derek and I were having breakfast when Becky came downstairs after changing.

“Derek, Eveline, I’m leaving now. We’re running out of time. There’s still a lot to do and we have rehearsals to catch up on,” she said as she ran for the door.

I couldn’t help but wonder if she was really busy or trying to escape something.

“Becky!” Derek stopped her.

Becky stopped in her tracks and slowly turned around, looking embarrassed.

“Yes, Derek.”

She was wearing a beige dress and a little coat, her hair was tied in a high bun. She was really beautiful, but the mature look on her face didn’t seem to match her age.

“What’s wrong with your arm?” asked Derek.

I saw Becky put her hand behind her back as if trying to hide it. She probably realized it was too late and waved it at Derek.

“It’s nothing serious. I just accidentally fell during rehearsal yesterday.”

Only then did I see a large bruise on his arm. Derek had been quick enough to notice it even though she had been running.

I thought people paid attention to those little details only if they really cared about someone.

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“Don’t you need to sleep? You’re not a robot, you know,” Derek said, examining her face.

He looked worried.

Becky lifted the backpack and slung it over his shoulders.

“This is my dream, and I have to do my best! I’m going now. If I don’t, I’ll be late. Everyone is waiting for me.” She walked away quickly as if she was afraid Derek might continue questioning her.

Denzel scolded me yesterday, so I went to practice driving after breakfast.

Derek drove me there. I wanted to refuse because I was afraid he would run into Alvaro. However, I didn’t want to overdo it and arouse his suspicions. Therefore, I allowed him to give me a ride.

Fortunately, this time I did not see Alvaro.

“Eveline, you’re here!”

The kind voice startled me. Denzel had always been a strict driving instructor; I hadn’t seen the man smile once.

“Yes, Mr. Byrd.” I forced a smile. “I haven’t practiced much in the last few days, so I wanted to make up for it. I can’t let you down on the exam.”

Denzel nodded with satisfaction. “Well, this is the kind of attitude I expect from my apprentice. You must practice a lot. I will guide you on an individual basis.”

I was confused. Individual? Was this a VIP deal? Did I have to pay extra tuition?

As if he had read my mind, Denzel said, “Don’t worry. I won’t charge you any extra fees.” My face flushed with embarrassment.

Later, he kept his word and taught me in person. The other members of my group were assigned to other instructors temporarily.

Denzel said he had to be responsible for all the trainees in his charge. Since I had been absent from driving practice for many days, he had to give me private training.

The sudden change in his demeanor and his unusual kindness made me more nervous and uncomfortable. I tried to start the car.

It started, but refused to start because I could not control the clutch. After much struggling, I finally started the car, but I had no control over the speed.

The car jerked; Denzel fell backwards and hit his head on the back of the seat. Earlier, another trainee had driven the same way. Denzel had been nagging him for days. Panic coursed through my veins as I waited for him to yell at me. Denzel gripped the handle tightly and looked at me “You still have a lot of practice to do.” He smiled stiffly.

I was surprised he hadn’t lost his nerve. “I’ll do my best to pass the exam on the first try. I won’t embarrass you.”

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