Better Life Without You. novel Chapter 21

The instant their gazes met her expression froze.

She turned her head to another side, quickly wiping away the tears on her cheeks and stood up.

"Mr. Walton, why are you here?" She pretended to be calm when she looked at him.

"Is that your catchphrase?"

After a moment of confusion, she realized that every time she saw him, she would ask him this question.

She embarrassedly scratched her forehead, "Well, I was just flabbergasted that I encountered Mr. Walton, who was respected by the entire Philadelphia, right by the side of the road."

"Stop saying such beautiful words, what are you doing sitting here?"

"It doesn't seem illegal for me to sit here."

"Very annoying."

She panicked, "Why? This is the public road."

"When I seated in the car and looked from the window, you look like a stray cat abandoned on the side of the road."

As he said this, her nose soured.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that she was no different from a stray cat. She had no family, she was abandoned, and no one was waiting for her ...

A tinge of desolation appeared in her eyes. "Then I won't trouble Mr. Walton, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" he asked coldly. "Follow me. I'm also heading home."

Go Back... Home?

He turned around and walked a few steps. Seeing that she had not caught up to him, he turned his head and coldly asked, "Are you not going to leave?"

"My luggage is still at school."

"Walton family doesn't lack anything, you can go collect your luggage tomorrow, get in the car."

She got into his car.

"I'm crying because I'm poor. I don't even have the right to sit in the car and curse the traffic jams. I don't have a car."

Thinking of the thousand-dollar she just lost, she felt upset. She would never go out with the rich men to eat again.

"You make it sound like you know how to drive when you have a car."

She turned her head and glared at him. This man, did he have to be so mean?

"Driver, do you know how to drive when you're born?"

The driver laughed, "Miss, you are joking."

She looked at William Walton provocatively, "Then it seems that Mr. Walton was born with the ability to drive."

The driver nervously swallowed his saliva.

Miss Green ... how dare she?

How could she dare to contradict Mr. Walton?