Chapter 202 Josephine couldn't believe that Ethan still remembered something so insignificant. She couldn't help but arch her brow, feeling like his attentiveness toward her was starting to seem a little... excessive.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWas it really necessary to go this far just to stay on her good side? Unless... No, that couldn't be it. He had made it clear that he already had someone he really liked and had done a lot for her. In fact, everything he was doing now was just to get closer to her.
She shouldn't overthink it. There was no point in getting carried away with silly ideas. Besides, she really did love the cakes from that shop. So, with a smile, she nodded. "Alright, thanks. I'd love that." Josephine got into his car, and as she went to fasten her seatbelt, she realized- was he really going to be the driver again? Had his driving skills improved at all? Noticing her hesitation, he couldn't help but chuckle. "What's wrong? Do you not trust my driving?" Now that she had gotten more familiar with him, Josephine didn't bother sugarcoating her words. "It's not that I don't trust you it's more like I trust you too much." He drove so slowly that even if they did get into an accident, it would probably feel like crashing into a pile of cotton. What was there to be worried about? Still, she was curious. "I can't be the only person who's ever complained about your driving, right?" Ethan smiled. "Actually, you're the only one who has complained about my driving." "Wow, you've got sreally kind friends, then." "That's because..." He turned his head slightly to glance at her and said solemnly, "I've never driven for anyone else, just you." With that, he started the car.
He was driving a little faster than before, but compared to most people, it was still ridiculously slow. Initially, Josephine didn't think much of it. But after a while, something started to feel... off.
"He's only driven for me? So, he's embarrassed to drive in front of other people because he knows he's bad at it, but he doesn't mind looking stupid in front of me?" she ver wondered. Was he saying this because he thought she was easygoing? Or was he implying that she didn't matter enough for him to care? If he knew that his attempt at a confession was being twisted into this, he might just step on the gas and show her exactly what it meant to not take her seriously.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe car was warm, with jazz music playing softly in the background and the faint scent of white tea lingering in the air. It was so relaxing that her eyelids started to droop.
Josephine hadn't gotten huntil past 1:00 am last night, thanks to Zayn. By the tshe showered and got into bed, it was already close to 3:00 am. She was exhausted, and without even realizing it, she dozed off.
She had no idea how much thad passed when a distant honking sound stirred her awake. Still half ill asleep, her vision was blurry, but before she could fully open her eyes, a warm hand gently covered them. "There's a high beam outside. It's really bright, so don't open your eyes just yet." эле
Before her thoughts fully clicked into place, she caught a familiar scent of white tea. Through the corner of her vision, she caught a glimpse of glaring headlights outside. Instinctively, she reached up and grasped his hand, pressing it against her eyes as if shielding herself from the harsh light.
The unfamiliar sensation jolted her awake. Realizing what she had just done, she quickly let go of his hand feeling a little embarrassed. "Don't tell Rlittlethat your hand cream custom-made too," she mutte trying to cover up her awkwardness. "It smells just like your cologne... and your laundry detergent." Ethan chuckled, his voice warm. "It is. It's all made in the slab. If you're interested, I can take you there sometand have them create a custom scent for you too." "Deal!" she responded eagerly. Who in their right mind wouldn't want their own scent? Josephine had been secretly envious of this luxury for a while now.