Car?
What car?
Boyce Shawn observed the car through his rear-view mirror. He then quickly noticed who the driver was.
His brows wrinkled up, and his facial expression darkened.
Theresa Gordon asked, “Is she following you on purpose?”
“I don’t think so,” Boyce replied.
‘There shouldn’t be a reason for this.’
‘What is she trying to do?’
Theresa took another glance behind, Boyce’s driving speed wasn’t fast, nor was it peak hours as there weren’t many cars on the road. However, the car behind was moving at a slower speed, under normal circumstances the car behind would’ve overtaken Boyce’s car.
If this wasn’t tracking, then what was it then?
“Doesn’t seem like it, haven’t you already settled the issues between the both of you?” Theresa herself had once gone through such a loss before. “I don’t want you to end up like Armand Bernie.”
This time it would be Jasmine Burke that would be hurt.
Boyce replied, “We’ve both made it clear, and she has even agreed. We both broke up on good terms.”
“Ah, is that so?” Theresa nodded.
Looking at Boyce’s personality, he was not the type of person to cheat on his partner.
When Boyce sped up, the car behind followed suit. When Boyce took an exit, Wendy Miller’s car did the same too. It was no mere coincidence that Wendy was travelling on this route, as she lived in the Southern District while Boyce lived in the Northern District, totally in the opposite directions.
Boyce began to hesitate. ‘If Wendy were to meet Jasmine when we reach home, that would definitely not be good.’
Theresa was also observing the car behind them. ‘I wasn’t sure at first if she was following us, but now it’s more apparent.’
Wendy continued to follow behind Boyce’s car.
“Mr. Boyce, can’t you deal with this first?” Theresa didn’t want anything bad to happen, as Boyce took Armand Bernie’s old route.
‘In a love triangle like this, the one who will end up being hurt the most will always be the most innocent one.’
Theresa didn’t want Jasmine to be the next person to go through what she had been through.
Boyce veered off to the side of the road and stopped the car.
The car following them also stopped a short distance behind them. Boyce turned his head towards Theresa, “Wait for me in the car.”
Theresa nodded in agreement, she did not want to get down and cause a scene.
Boyce alighted from the car and walked towards the car behind.
It was all going well, but then Boyce suddenly stopped his car. Before Wendy could react, she saw Boyce alighting from the car and walking towards her.
Her heart suddenly began pounding in her chest.
‘Did he realise that I was following him?’
She clenched the steering wheel tightly, her heart pounding. In the blink of an eye Boyce had already reached her car.
Knock knock--
Boyce knocked on the car window. Wendy hastily calmed herself and wound the windows down.
She put on a smile, “Is there anything?”
“You were following me?” Boyce frankly asked.
“Just because I was travelling the same route as you, does it mean that I was following you?” Wendy replied calmly.
Though she looked calm on the surface, she was really flustered within.
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