Chapter 169 Pretend to be Ignorant


    Frances is back tonight.


    I am cooking when hees.


    On these days without him at home, I have cooked a lot by myself.


    Seeing what I am doing, Frances does not say anything to sit by the table.


    He has a look at my phone when I am bringing some dish to the table.


    I have not closed the webpage of the news on my phone; he smiled slightly to say, “You read my


    news.”


    I don’t reply him, just rolling my eyes at him.


    Everyone knows Frances is somebody who is always trending in the social media. I cannot ignore him


    in these news.


    Then I tell him, “Since I read the big news of today, you are there.”


    Frances keepsughing, “Do you feel bad with it?”


    He looks so happy to make fun of me.


    I did get mad with his news before knowing Elin Smith is his younger sister. Now I believe what was


    reported in the news is a joke.


    If Frances supposes me to know nothing about them, I pretend to be ignorant of it.


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    I tell him, “Frances, you are free to date any woman in the world; that’s none of my business. I have my


    own duty to fulfill.”


    Giving him a slight smile, I start to eat something slowly.


    Frances seems to be annoyed and goes upstairs.


    “Do you finish the meal?”


    “Yes. I have no appetite today.” he answers unhappily.


    Frances is irritated too easily.


    I also go upstairs after finishing the dinner. As soon as passing by the bedside table, I am surprised to


    see the new box of condoms.


    Oh, my goodness! Last time, Frances did not use condoms on my ovtion, yet I forgot to buy and


    take the morning-after pill.


    Frances stays in his room for the whole night. In the early morning of the next day, I rush to the


    pharmacy and get one after pill to take. I know in my mind, two days have passed, but the pill should


    work within 72 hours.


    Out of the pharmacy, I find someone might be following me behind for another time.


    I am sensitive enough to feel disturbed for being watched by others.


    From the awareness, I am sure someone is following me.


    Not to wake a sleeping dog, I don’t turn back to check it. But from some ss door nearby, I see the


    familiar ck Honda car again.


    I don’t wait anymore and call a taxi to take me to the office.


    At the off time, I find the car still parking not far from the gate of the office.


    What will they do to me for following me one day?


    I am too worried to take a bus, ready to call a taxi instead.


    Just now, a Porsche Cayenne stops in front of me.


    Someone rolls down the window and I recognize Lawrence Jordan inside the car.


    I didn’t expect to meet him here. “Lawrence?” I call his name.


    He smiles to me and says, “Into my car?”


    Considering the following danger, I definitely agree with him and get into his car as soon as possible.


    Then I ask him, “What are you going to do in Virginia?”


    Lawrence answers, “Come to see you.”


    I feel doubtful, “What’s the matter?”


    He is one friend of Frances, never contacting me privately. Now I am really curious about the reason he


    comes to see me.


    He says, “Do you know who is following you in that car?”