Early the next morning.
Luke felt refreshed and had a high color. His mood could not be better.
Eileen glared at the two resentfully.
Just then, her phone rang. It was a call from Ruben.
Eileen thought for a moment and answered it.
Ruben wanted to meet her at a cafe nearby.
She agreed.
As soon as Luke heard that, his face fell, darkened, and turned livid like the weather in June.
In an instant, he covered his wounds." Ouch."
His implication was clear. He wanted her t o stay instead of going to see that damn eyesore!
"I'll be right back. Give me about ten minutes. It won't take long. Brad will keep you company."
Since she was so determined, Luke knew that it would be pointless to say more. Therefore, he shut his mouth.
In the afternoon, Eileen left for the appointed cafe.
The moment she went out of the room, Luke had his eyes fixed on the watch. He was calculating how long it would take her!
Brad felt bored and started drawing.
Luke frequently looked down to check the time. Every second seemed like a year!
Soon, an hour had passed.
Luke started to curse, "Shameless man. Ten minutes, my ass. 60 minutes have passed."
"Is it? He and I are in a relationship. So far, we have learned pretty much about each other. We have feelings for each other, so it's reasonable for us to get engaged," Eileen said, gazing at him.
"What about me? You've been here guarding me for so many days. What is that supposed to mean?"
Agitation was rolling in his heart.
"You were injured because of me. Be it reason or emotion, I should take care of you tirelessly. It's my responsibility and obligation."
Luke stared at her fiercely. "Just out of responsibility and obligation?"
"Of course!" she answered plainly without the slightest hesitation.
"Then why did you sleep with Brad and me last night? Do you know what it means? Or should I say you could look after an injured man regardless of principles?
Responsibility and guilt?”
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