Chapter 22

"Where have you been?" wrinkled when Harold asked me.

"Just had a coffee," I said and immediately turned around to the back. I still thought about Edmund. I'm freaking out again. Maybe later it's just a normal look and I'm just putting meaning to it.

I waited for Harold to enter the front. He didn't act immediately so I looked at him in surprise. "Aren't we leaving yet?" I asked him in surprise.

"Who were you with in the café earlier?"

"Just a new friend," I answered but immediately turned my eyes away.

"Why can't you look at me?"

"Why? What is the connection of the look?” I'm also a bit annoyed with him.

"Why are you talking to me like that?"

"You're so ugly," I said annoyed. He suddenly became silent. I'm speechless here at the back. I just felt that he drove the car away.

When I got down I didn't wait for him to open me. I opened the door and went straight inside the house.

"What are you doing?" wrinkled when Harold asked a question that I didn't even bother to answer. He will take