Wesley didn’t say anything further. ir took his silence as acquiescence.


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    The drive was a couple of minutes from her former workce to the apartmentplex. He silently


    drove the car into the underground parking lot.


    As soon as he parked the car in a vacant spot, ir got out and closed the door behind her. Wesley


    held the two boxes which contained her stuff and was about to step out too when she walked around


    the car, took the boxes from him, and said, “I can go home myself. You should get back to work.”


    Wesley nced at her, got out of the car and walked towards the elevator.


    “Why are you rushing me to leave? Is it because you don’t want to see me?”


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    How could she possibly not want to see him? Actually, she was feeling bad that her personal affairs


    were taking up too much of his time and disturbing his tight schedule. He was going ahead so fast that


    she had to jog to catch up to him.


    “That’s not what I mean. Aren’t you busy today?” she questioned.


    “No.” He had decided to delegate some of his work to his colleagues.


    Then he wouldn’t be as busy as he used to be.


    That was good news for ir. He was always busy and this n would keep him away from work at


    Least for some time. She quickened her pace and asked cheerfully, “So, you’re free tonight?”


    “Yeah!”


    “Great! Then, can I invite you to dinner? I want to thank you for your help and celebrate the end of my


    miserable days.” She followed him like a tail, bbering all the time.


    After being silent for a few moments as he Listened to her continuous talk, he answered, “Okay.”


    Once back in their apartment, ir changed into her slippers and asked in an embarrassed tone, “Do…


    do you want that?” She pointed at the boxes of Wahaha soft drinks stacked in a corner.


    Wesley looked at her and replied in a simple tone, “No.”


    “Then what should I do? I can’t drink them all. Why did you buy so many?”


    “You asked me to. Have you forgotten?”


    “So you just went ahead and bought them? Joslyn used to buy only one bottle for me, and that was all I


    needed,” she grumbled as she walked towards the boxes. She took out one bottle, popped the straw in


    and started to drink.


    “Seriously? One bottle? Does she really think she is so easy to handle?” Wesley had never met anyone


    who was such a handful as her. She had a mind and a mouth of her own. And her temper and tantrums


    were just too much for a simple man to handle.


    ir drew another bottle out of the box and handed it to him.


    “You should try it. It’s delicious.”


    Wesley quietly sat on the couch and declined the offer.


    “No


    “Just give it a try, will you? Who knows? You might love it hastened to the couch where Wesley was


    sitting, and held the bottle up to his Lips.


    Wesley looked at the bottle of drink. His face twisted into a grimace of disgust.