Chapter 837
Chapter 837:
The more Addie tried to appear pitiable, the more John’s patience wore thin.
“Well, good luck waiting then,” John said, his voice edged with finality. “A taxi will show up eventually… even if it might take a while p>
Without waiting for a response, he turned to Yelena. “Get in p>
Caught between John’s insistent tone and Addie’s dagger-like glare, Yelena felt as though she’d been thrust into an unspoken battlefield.
With a resigned sigh, she got into John’s car.
John didn’t wait for Yelena to fasten her seatbelt before hitting the gas. The convertible surged forward, leaving Addie standing in a swirl of exhaust fumes, her expression frozen in disbelief. As the car sped away, Addie remained rooted to the spot, her face twisting into an unholy mix of rage and frustration.
“Thanks,” John suddenly muttered, his voice breaking the silence.
“Drop me off at the next intersection,” Yelena replied, her tone curt.
“Oh, come on,” John protested lightly. “You’re already in the car. I might as well take you home—save you the trouble of transferring p>
“I’m not going home,” Yelena countered. “I’m headed to the DY Group’s building. It’s not even on your way p>
John glanced at her, a glint of mischief sparking in his eyes. “What a coincidence! That’s exactly where I’m going p>
Yelena arched an eyebrow, skepticism written all over her face. It was hard to tell if John was being genuine or just stringing her along. “Just let me take you there,” John continued. “If Austin hears I left you stranded to wait for a taxi, he’ll give me an earful I’d rather avoid p>
Yelena blinked, momentarily speechless. What did any of this have to do with Austin?
“Whatever,” she muttered, settling back in her seat with reluctant resignation.
Since they weren’t particularly close, neither of them felt compelled to strike up a conversation. The silence between them stretched, filled only by the rhythmic roar of the engine and the sharp, slicing whistle of the cold wind.
Noticing the slight tremor in Yelena’s frame, John reached over and, without a word, raised the convertible’s roof. A moment later, the heater hummed to life, flooding the cabin with comforting warmth. Yelena let out a small breath of relief, her discomfort melting away.
“I thought your car was broken,” she said after a pause, her tone carrying a subtle edge of teasing curiosity.
John let out a dry chuckle, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. “Sorry,” he admitted sheepishly. “I just didn’t want her riding in my car, so p>
Before he could finish the thought, a loud sneeze burst from him, breaking the fragile silence. The abrupt change in temperature seemed to have taken its toll.
“Sorry about that,” John said, his voice tinged with embarrassment. “If it bothers you, I can drop you off now p>
By then, they had entered the downtown area, where finding a taxi would have been no trouble at all.
“There’s no need,” Yelena replied, her tone calm but decisive. “Keep driving p>
“Okay,” John said, leaving it at that. He drove Yelena all the way to her destination, pulling up smoothly in front of the building’s entrance.
“Do you know someone here?” John asked, his tone casual but tinged with curiosity.