"Why are you..." Christina frowned when she saw May's dejected and shocked expression.
She turned around and shouted at Charles, "Take off your coat!"
Charles had just trotted over and paused.
"What are you waiting for? Take off your coat! Don't you see that my friend's clothes are soaked? Can you be a gentleman?"
Christina got upset about his being so slow.
Only now did Charles understand what she meant. He took off his coat and handed it to her.
May looked like a mess now. Her heavy makeup was smeared by the rain. Her white dress was soaked, so her black underwear was vaguely revealed. Looking at the two people in front of her, she felt inferior and embarrassed.
Christina put Charles's gray expensive suit jacket over May's thin shoulder, and May felt warmer instantly.
"Why are you here alone?"
Christina sat on the stone chair beside May, not worrying about getting her expensive clothes dirty, and stared at May curiously.
May was flustered, meeting her curious gaze.
Christina was perfect. She was like the sun. May, feeling inferior, always felt dazzled to look at her and didn't dare to do it.
Although she used to be Christina's roommate and was close to her, they had changed after so many years. May was obviously embarrassed to say what was on her mind.
At this moment, May's phone rang.
Christina glanced at the screen and was surprised to see Henry's number.
At this time, Charles said, "May is Henry's girlfriend." He was explaining this to Christina on purpose.
"I was."
Unexpectedly, May snapped, "Henry and I are just friends now."
"Shirley was right. Henry and I have broken up. I have to move on! He means nothing to me now!" thought May.
Maybe because May had a bad cold now, her voice was a little hoarse and nasal. When she spoke, there was steam coming from her nostrils. She obviously had a fever.
Charles and Christina were shocked. May and Henry must have had a fight, which was why May looked like a mess now.
"Even if you two break up, you shouldn't treat yourself like this," Christina blurted.
May's eyes grew misty.
She lowered her head. The last situation she wanted to be was to meet an old friend while she was miserable and distressed.
Christina sat May down and fastened her seat belt.
May looked at Christina's calm face and was sure that she really didn't take the luxury car seriously.
"I'm sorry."
May looked at Charles in the driver's seat and put on an apologetic expression.
Charles said gently, "Whatever our beloved Christina says is right. You are her distinguished guest. I'm just a driver now. Everything is fine by me."
May felt a bit relaxed after hearing this.
She said in a low voice, "You're so kind and a perfect couple."
Charles suddenly made a sharp turn. "What are you doing?!" Christina snapped, glaring at him.
"May, mind your words."
Charles looked at the two women in the back seat through the rearview mirror with an injured expression.
"I am not lucky enough to marry Christina. She and I are just friends. Don't misunderstand us. Please don't say such things when we get to the Hopkins family later, or I'll be in real trouble."
Charles sighed and said pleadingly.
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