GoodRead"No need for that..." Jeffrey's face was frozen in an expression of utter discomfort.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut Caren was dead serious, with an air of earnestness as she added, "I have to give it back to you! | went looking for you at Charm Night Bar several times afterward, but you were never there. | don't want people to think | only left with you that night for money. If | keep this money, what's the difference between me and those women on the street corners?” Just as Jeffrey was about to speak up, Karen sidled up to him, resting a hand on his shoulder with a smile as she looked at Caren, "Honey, are you sure it was Mr. Turner who gave you the money? You might be mistaken." "There's no mistake! | can show you the receipt. Look!" Jeffrey's instinct was to stop her, but Karen had already snatched it up.
The name on the receipt was undeniably Jeffrey's.
But the timing...
It was a transaction made after his return from Swevia Country.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJeffrey could feel his heart growing colder than the iced drink in his hand! He quickly explained to Karen, "Look, | did book a room for her that night, but I didn't touch her! You can ask her!" Caren glanced at the flustered Jeffrey, then at Karen. She seemed to understand something. "Mr. Turner and I—" "No need to explain, sweetie. | get it! Keep the money. You've earned it." Karen's face was a mask of smiles from beginning to end, never once faltering, "Jeffrey, I'm done with this stroll, let's go." Jeffrey dared not defy her.
They left with nothing but two cold drinks, heading straight to the underground parking lot.
As soon as Karen got into the car, Jeffrey hastened to explain, "That night, | went to the bar because you had turned me down. | thought maybe my feelings for you were just a passing interest. | figured some drinks and laughs with the guys would help me forget you. But it turns out to be impossible. | couldn't stop thinking about you. | didn't lay a finger on her. | gave her the money and sent her on her way!" Who would have thought he'd be so unlucky to run into her today! Jeffrey had spilled his guts, but Karen remained silent, making him even more anxious.
"I'm sorry. | swear | won't ever go to places like that again! Can you trust me? Please, Karen, say something!" Karen turned to look at him only then, "What do you expect me to say?" "Just... don't break up with me. You can hit me, yell at me, slap some sense into me." "Honestly, I'm not feeling great," Karen sighed lightly, her head resting against the car window, her voice subdued. "But | can't really be mad at you. We had slept together back then, sure, but you weren't my boyfriend when you went to book that room with her. It's pretty normal for you to date other women." That's the life Jeffrey should be leading! But to say Karen totally understood Jeffrey? Well, that definitely wasn't the case.
Jeffrey remained silent like a deflated ball.
"Do you get it?" "I do," Jeffrey shrank a little, "But | really didn't touch her." Karen shook her head, "It doesn't matter. You don't have to explain. | just haven't gotten used to the idea of being with a ladies’ man. | guess | should start getting used to meeting your exes around the whole Eldorria City. It's bound to happen more than once, and | should have been prepared.”
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