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Chapter 325 Just Torturing Myself in a Different Way

I frowned, pursing my lips and said, "Hard to say."

He suddenly fell silent, silently staring at me. The light in his dark eyes seemed to fade a bit, filled with disappointment and helplessness, like an abandoned child.

Holding the car keys in my hand, I looked at him and said, "Walter, we can go back together."

"I will go back." He spoke, his voice firm.

Watching his receding figure, I looked down at the car keys in my hand, feeling a slight ache in my heart. I couldn't help but mock myself, when did I become so childish and ridiculous? This method of venting anger, I'm afraid only I could have thought of it.

I took a deep breath, looking up at the pitch-black sky. From here to Water Villa, it was thirty kilometers. It would take some physical effort and time, but what was that to be upset about? Ah, I was truly ridiculous!

I had never driven Walter's car, but luckily, all cars are more or less the same. The most important things are the accelerator and the brakes. As for the rest, I wouldn't touch them. I would just drive it back slowly.

An hour later.

I parked the car downstairs at the Conner's place, not in a hurry to get out, but subconsciously checked the time. It was almost ten o'clock. It

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wasn't that I doubted Walter would break his promise and take a taxi home, but rather I was worried he was too trustworthy and would really walk all the way home.

"Boom..." In a moment, the thunder roared, and in an instant, the pitter-patter of raindrops began to fall.

paused for a few seconds, then pulled out my phone and called Roy.

The phone was answered after only two rings, and Roy's stern voice came from the other end, "Madam."

I had become numb to making him change his mind. I said into the phone, “Mr. Austen, Walter is on Riverside Drive, he didn't drive. If you have time, please go pick him up along the way."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, then, "Madam, what has happened?"

"No!" I blurted out, afraid he would ask more, and said directly, "It's raining, you better go now."

After speaking, I immediately hung up the phone.

For a moment, I truly felt superfluous again. Even if Walter really came back, he wasn't a fool. He knew to take shelter when it rained. Why the hell was I worrying?

With that thought, I simply got off the car and entered the yard.

My mother was juicing in the kitchen. When I came in, she greeted me and said, "Where have you been? Why didn't you come back for dinner? Alexander too, it's so late and he's still not back. You two, day by day, just make me worry..."

I was agitated and didn't listen to what she was saying. I just said, "I'm going back to my room to sleep."

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Lying in bed, I wasn't sleeping, and I couldn't sleep.

About an hour later, my phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Roy. I hesitated for a moment before answering the call. From the other end of the line, I heard Roy's voice, "Madam, the gentleman... he didn't get on the car!"

I...

A slight heaviness settled in my chest as I held the phone. Suppressing my emotions, I calmly said, "That's his business, you didn't need to call

me."

Roy was probably speechless for a moment, then said into the phone, "It's raining outside now, sir, he..."

"He's an adult!" I spoke, trying to remain as calm as possible, "What he should do is his business, I'm not anyone to him, I can't control him."

Afterwards, he hung up the phone.

"Boom!" The thunder outside grew louder and louder, with raindrops like pearls pattering non-stop. The winter rain in the twelfth lunar month was a hundred times colder than snow. Getting rained on in this kind of weather, I'm afraid....

I got up and walked to the window, without even opening it, I felt an inexplicable chill. It was truly cold.

Walter wouldn't be foolish enough to really walk back in the rain, would he?

No, he wouldn't. He's not a fool. Even if I told him to leave, it was raining now, he wouldn't actually walk back.

I kept thinking about it over and over in my mind, but my heart was

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gelling heavier and heavier. I glanced at the clock on the wall, watching the seconds tick by, not knowing how much time had passed. When I saw the hour hand pointing straight up, I subconsciously checked my phone, hoping to see a message from Walter.

Wanted to know if he had gone back, if Roy had taken him back.

Perhaps because of the cold words I had just said, Roy didn't call me again.

I didn't have any calls from Walter on my phone either.

In that case, I became increasingly restless.

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