"That’s wonderful! Really wonderful! Now that my daughter’s with your son, I can finally set my mind at ease!"
"You can absolutely relax. My son Trevor is one hundred percent reliable. It’s just that he hasn’t officially told anything yet, only brought her over. I’m guessing young people all have their own ideas. They probably want to wait until their feelings are more settled before making it official. This kind of thing cos naturally, no need to rush them. We’re not in a hurry, let’s just wait for the good news together."
"Why not rush them? Best if they can have the wedding done before the New Year!" Nathan Mills was more anxious. "I’ve got my eye on your Trevor!" He burst out laughing, in a great mood. "We have to push them, let’s do it together!"
David Dalton couldn’t help but laugh, and the two old friends chatted a bit about family matters.
Trevor was steady, responsible, young and capable, and especially filial. On top of that he was handso—a textbook ideal son‑in‑law. And his brother‑in‑law was Justin Kingston, which was a huge bonus.
Downstairs, Janelle Mills had originally planned to grab a cab.
But Trevor pulled open the front passenger door and looked at her.
Janelle had no choice but to get into Trevor’s car. As soon as the engine started, she said to him, "Drop off when you pass by a bookstore." She figured he must be really busy.
"What do you need to buy?" Trevor held the steering wheel with both hands, eyes still on the road as he asked.
"So idiom chain‑ga cards for Ethan." The girl was very straightforward. "I promised to play gas with him. He’s bored out of his mind day after day."
There was a brief silence in the car. Trevor didn’t respond.
Janelle suddenly felt a bit awkward. Did he think... she was taking herself too seriously?
So she turned to look at him and explained, "I feel like if you promise a kid sothing, you have to follow through, otherwise he’ll keep waiting."
He kept driving, still not saying anything.
"If you think it’s not appropriate for to go back to the hospital, you can just take the cards over yourself and tell him I hurt my leg, I’ll go see him when it’s better." She made it up as she went, giving herself a way out.
Trevor’s lips curved slightly in a small smile. "If you’re hurt, shouldn’t you be in the hospital? Then he’ll go looking for you."
"Th‑the hospital... there are so many hospitals in Riventhal, you know how big Riventhal is? I don’t necessarily have to be in that one." Janelle was all kinds of embarrassed, even stuttering as she spoke.
"So you’d rather jinx yourself into getting hurt than go see him?"
"Of course not!" Janelle nearly jumped up. She whipped her head around, her bright, expressive eyes staring at him as she explained herself. "I just... just worry that you’ll be unhappy! After all... we’re pretending."
"It’s not like I own the hospital. Why would I be unhappy?" he answered.
"But he’s your little brother!" Janelle eyed him. What kind of attitude was this? Was he going to let her go or not?
Only then did Trevor turn to glance at her. His expression was calm, indifferent. "Don’t overthink it." There wasn’t much emotion on his face.
Don’t overthink it?
What were those four words supposed to an?
Janelle was still embarrassed. As she pulled her gaze back, she happened to see a bookstore not far ahead. "Stop stop stop stop! There’s the bookstore!!"
The car nearly sped past, but Trevor reacted fast. His long leg stepped on the brake, and the Maybach ca to a smooth stop right in front of the Xinhua Bookstore entrance.
"You go ahead, don’t wait for !" The girl quickly unbuckled her seatbelt; she really didn’t want to waste his precious ti.
He said nothing.
Before getting out, she shot him a quick look, then hurriedly opened the door, got out, closed it, and walked straight toward the bookstore without looking back!
Oh my god, the air in the car was way too suffocating! She felt like she couldn’t breathe.
When he went all silent and stingy with words like that, it really made him feel ice‑cold.
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