After buckling up, Harley didn't start the car. Instead, he asked, "What did I say?"

Cindy found him unreasonable. She had stopped talking about it. Why was he so persistent?

She turned sideways, looked out of the car window, and replied, "Nothing."

"Upset?"

He took her hand in his palm and did a gentle squeeze.

"No."

Cindy was not that narrow-minded. It was just that Harley's words made her feel shy.

"Cindy." The man called out in a warm voice. Cindy looked back at him and said, "What's wrong? I'm not angry with you." "You don't like to hear that?"

The question made Cindy's face burn again. Although what Harley had said was frivolous, every woman liked to hear honeyed words. "It's not that I don't like it."

Keeping her head low, she looked at her hand that was in his palm. Her pinkie retracted a little. "You should tell me in private."

Harley looked at her rosy cheeks, and his eyes darkened. "I will."

Cindy didn't know how to respond.

While she was in a dilemma, her phone suddenly rang.

Probably because they hadn't shown up, Vicky asked her if anything went wrong in the chat group.

Cindy showed Harley the message and said, "Let's go to the hotel."

"Okay."

Harley squeezed her palm, reluctantly let go, and unhurriedly started the car.

One thing was for sure. When Harley got down to business, he looked unapproachable as a white lotus on the high mountain.

He looked cool when he was driving seriously and having his eyes fixed ahead.

Cindy looked at her boyfriend who was completely different in public and private.

But she liked it.

'Ah, Cindy, you're such a double-dealer!' she groaned inwardly.

When the car got on the highway, Harley glanced at Cindy and asked, "Feeling dizzy?

Cindy shook her head and said, "I'm wearing an anti-nausea patch."

She raised her hand and pointed to her ear.

Harley responded in a throaty voice, "Have a rest."

Cindy was indeed feeling sleepy. She measured her weight last night, found that six pounds were gained, and lost sleep. Then she had to go to work and have a meeting in the morning. Although she had caught up on some sleep on the plane, she got car sick. It was not that torturous, but she felt a little dizzy.

Cindy gazed at Harley and said, "Okay, I'll have a nap." "Go ahead."

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