Chapter 135 He Was Suspicious of Her
She had run out and didn't dare to go back. She squatted outside and was about to call a taxi.
She waited for almost twenty minutes, but no one took the order. Elianna rubbed her arms and started considering the feasibility of walking home.
Suddenly, the headlights of a car lit up from afar, causing Elianna to squint.
At this time, how could there be a car?
Could it be some kind of illegal taxi or human trafficker?
Several news stories she had read flashed through her mind. Just as Elianna was thinking about whether or not to go back and apologize to Jefferson in tears, she suddenly felt that the car looked familiar.
The car stopped in front of her, and the window was rolled down, revealing Case's face.
"Ms. Gentry, I'm here to pick you up."
Elianna was stunned and looked back at the second floor of the Antequs Compound.
Although she couldn't see anything from this distance, she had a feeling that Jefferson was standing by the window and watching her.
She was a little touched, and a slight pain shot through her breast.
Jefferson always treated her like this. Just when she hated him to the core, he'd show a tiny bit of tenderness.
The warm air in the car forced out the chill in her body, and Elianna shivered as she sat down.
Case noticed and immediately took out a woolen item that could be called a scarf.
"Ms. Gentry, put it on."
Elianna remembered something that Albert had told her about Case. To make himself look kind, Case learned to knit sweaters at Jefferson's suggestion.
Elianna ventured, "Did you knit this?"
Case nodded seriously, "Jeff said that knitting can bring me closer to the girl I like."
Seeing his sincere expression, Elianna could only force a smile and only say "thank you" to him.
Case was rough and bulky, and his stitches were crooked and messy, with a few missing spots in the middle. It resembled a spider's web.
Noticing Elianna's expression, Case scratched his head and smirked, "I just started learning, so my knitting isn't very good."
"It's already pretty good for a beginner."
Elianna draped it over herself and pointed to the end of the scarf. "The stitches here are very well done."
"Oh, that part was done by Ms.Nola."
Nola? At that time, Case was indeed driving Nola home.
Elianna smiled knowingly, guessing that Nola must have been scared in the car, so she found something to do.
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