Liam’s remark prompted Alice to apply a bit more pressure, causing Liam to wince in pain and exclaim, “What are you doing? Trying to murder your husband?”
“If you utter such nonsense again, I won’t just increase the force; it’ll be more than that,” she warned him.
Alice took a towel and nonchalantly rolled it around his face twice.
Liam protested, “Why is that nonsense? What’s wrong with being my girlfriend?”
In Damoria where everyone seemed to vie for the role, Alice was the one who didn’t seem to care at all, despite growing up together with him.
“Perhaps other women are dying to be your girlfriend, but I genuinely have zero interest in you,” she retorted.
She tossed the towel into his lap and remarked, “You can handle this yourself. I’ll be in trouble if I don’t head home soon.”
As Alice stepped out, Liam promptly followed.
“I’ll walk you back,” he offered.
Alice scoffed. “No need. I can manage on my own, and the subway is pretty convenient.”
“Alright, it’s settled then,” Liam said while extending his hand to clasp her wrist, guiding her toward his nearby car. “Get in.”
Alice was far from enthusiastic about getting into his flashy pink sports car, but he was smiling at her wickedly. She knew that Liam wouldn’t take no for an answer, so she reluctantly took a seat.
Throughout the drive, Alice deliberately avoided looking at Liam, keeping her gaze fixed on the scenery outside.
“Is the view really that captivating? Does it surpass me?” he teased.
His words carried a hint of playfulness.
Alice took a deep breath and replied, “I don’t think I need your opinion on what I should be looking at.”
“You’re quite an enigma. You’re polite and well-mannered with the others, but with me, you don’t have a filter. Why’s that?” Liam mused aloud, then smirked in self-assurance. “I’ve got it figured out. You’re just more comfortable and at ease with me, which is why you’re so direct, right?”
“Conceited much?”
“Nevertheless, I enjoy this kind of interaction with you. You’re different from other women,” he admitted.
Suddenly, Alice turned to him and said flatly, “I’m not different from other women. I’m simply not interested in you.”
Though she spoke those words, Liam seemed oblivious as he continued his self-indulgent musings. “Well, I quite like this dynamic. If you were interested in me, I probably wouldn’t be as intrigued by you as I am now.”
So, he’s attracted to what he can’t have?
Alice rolled her eyes internally but remained composed externally.
Not long after, they reached the vicinity of Damazio Residence. As Alice got out of the car and bid him farewell, she was taken aback to find him trailing behind her.
“Shall we go in together? It’s been a while since I had Miss Sullivan’s cooking,” he suggested.
Everyone knew Yelena wasn’t exactly skilled in the kitchen. That was merely an excuse and a ploy to visit Alice’s home.
Alice’s irritation was palpable, yet she couldn’t prevent him from tagging along. She resignedly followed him inside.
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