Corinne said nothing and concentrated on driving toward Serenity Bay.
Jason had always been a talkative person. He could talk endlessly when he had something to say, and when he had nothing to say, he would find something to talk about.
"Corinne, which friend's place were you over at just now?" he asked.
Corinne naturally did not want to let him know about Jeremy.
"It's not like you'd know if I told you the name," answered Corinne.
"I ask because I care about you, Corinne."
"Thanks for your concern, but it's best if we stick to talking about business today."
"You must be the one person who hates me the most in the world, Corinne," said Jason helplessly.
"I don't hate you. I'm just not interested in you."
Jason put his hand to his forehead dramatically. "Then you might as well hate me! Corinne, do you have to be this blunt? I'm really hurt."
Corinne thought he was talking too much. Her gaze hardened as she huffed, "Sit tight!"
Before Jason could grasp what was going to happen, Corinne floored the accelerator.
The car immediately sped up, which caused Jason to nearly puke.
They reached Serenity Bay in no time at all.
Corinne got out of the car as if nothing happened and looked at the large area of land around her. "Which side belongs to your company?"
However, no one answered her for a while.
Confused, Corinne looked back and saw Jason retching while holding onto a tree. She was speechless, to say the least.
After a while, Jason straightened his body and patted his chest. "Corinne, which driving school did you graduate from? It felt like you were flying a plane instead of driving a car!"
Jason followed beside her. "I'm not in a hurry, Corinne. You can take your time to think about it."
"Okay," said Corinne without breaking her stride.
What she did not notice was a woman quietly spying on her from a distance away.
…
It was approaching evening by the time Sophia got back to her hotel.
When she passed by the supermarket, she asked her driver to stop the car, and she went in to buy some groceries.
Recently, she really fell in love with cooking for Jeremy. Every time she finished cooking and called him over to the dining table to eat, she would get a hard-earned, gentle thanks from him.
That might not sound special, but to her, it felt like the most romantic sentence in the whole world. Plus, she would always get a sense of satisfaction watching the love of her life eat the food she cooked.
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