What kind of a question was that? ir didn’t realize Wesley’s emotional change. But it was


    reasonable that he would be worried about her since it was already quitete. So she assured him,


    “Yes. He helped me a lot in Ennd. We’re good friends. Wesley, please don’t worry. I’ll try to be back


    inside the apartment before midnight.”


    ‘It won’t take too long to talk about job, ‘ she thought.


    Pressing his lips into a thin line, Wesley remained silent and turned around to walk on.


    ir noticed how Wesley walked on without saying a word. She sensed a brewing headache and


    wondered, ‘Is he seriously giving me the silent treatment?”


    They reached a crossroad; if they went right, they would reach the parking lot. The other led to the front


    gate. Wesley stopped in his tracks, hesitating for a few seconds. He gestured to the path that would


    bring them to the entrance.


    “I’ll walk you to the gate,” he said.


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    “Sure,” ir agreed as she let out a sigh of relief. He finally said something.


    On their way to the front gate, ir phoned Adalson.


    “Uncle Adalson, I have something to do and I’m leaving now. Yes, he’s with me now. Okay.


    Bye.”


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    Wesley escorted ir on the way out. With him by her side, she got through the gate’s heavy security


    without any difficulty. As soon as they got out of the base, a gust of cold wind hit her face.


    It was dark outside, with only a few streetmps on. ir jumped a few times to keep herself warm.


    She turned to Wesley and told him, “You can go back to your office. I’ll just wait for Orion here. I won’t


    go anywhere.”


    He put a cigarette between his lips and took out the lighter from his pocket.


    “Keep your distance from me, please.”


    ir’s lips twitched. Nheless, she took a few steps back and watched him light his cigarette.


    “You… Are you a heavy smoker?” She’d seen him smoke more than a few times before.


    He blew out a cloud of smoke opposite ir’s direction. He made sure his secondhand smoke would


    not reach the girl.


    “Not really.” He only smoked heavily whenever he was annoyed.


    “Not really?’ ir was not buying it. She tried her best not to nag but she still ended up reminding him,


    “Don’t smoke too much. It’s bad for your health.”


    Wesley turned to look at her. He was puzzled by the girl’s sudden concern for him. ‘Is she worried


    about me?


    The way Wesley was looking at her made ir uneasy. She was trying to make out what was going on


    behind his eyes. A few seconds passed and ir finally started speaking again.


    “Well, it was not my intention to meddle with your business,” she said quietly.


    “I purely meant what I said. Smoking kills, you know?”


    Wesley pulled his gaze away from ir and huffed another puff.


    ir sighed. She gave up trying to read Wesley’s thoughts. Wesley seemed off to her. She just couldn’t


    quite put her finger on it.