Michelle sighed in defeat. "Okay." She quickly got in the car. She glanced in Luke's direction while fastening her seat belt. It was strange having Luke willingly drive her to school. A surreal feeling indeed. She couldn't help but wonder why he was doing this. Usually, Luke couldn't care less about what she was up to as long as she didn't return to her family. Now, even as he was obviously reluctant, he still came and made her get into his car.
"I just don't get it. You have a car yourself. Why don't you just drive to school?" Luke asked, confused. Why Michelle didn't want to use the car, he couldn't understand. It would have been a more convenient option for her.
"I'd rather not draw attention to myself by driving a car," she said, shrugging. "So it's better to go by public transportation. Besides, it's kind of liberating getting there by bus." Michelle withdrew her gaze from him. Maybe she had mastered controlling her feelings, she wasn't sure, but she just didn't feel excited being in the same car as Luke. It felt like a long time ago since she first met him. His cold and cruel attitude made her lose the feelings she had for him. Though her heart remained somewhat bitter, she was no longer easily influenced by him. It wasn't the same as before anymore.
"In fact," continued Luke in an indifferent tone, "You can ask our driver to send you to school. I rarely use him anyway." He watched the road the entire time he spoke. Not a single glance was spared at her, and his face remained as cold and emotionless. It wasn't like he was talking to his wife at all. If someone saw them, they would think they were complete strangers. For a while, Luke wore an unreadable expression.
"I guess I'd better not bother him. Commuting is good. I really enjoy going to school by bus." Michelle was being genuine. Going to school by bus made her feel like an ordinary girl; that she wasn't someone's wife, and not someone's daughter either. It made her feel like she was just a simple student who wanted to learn how to draw. She felt more at ease, not being recognized by other people.
"Does it really make you feel good? Going to school?" Finally, Luke glanced at her for a split second. Though his tone remained cold, he was no longer completely ignoring her. He might even be a bit curious.
"Yeah, it does," she said eagerly. "I'm learning what I'm truly interested in. It makes me happy. My school life is busy, yet interesting." She had come to accept the fact that she was unlucky in her love life. Thus, she preferred to pay most of her attention on other things including drawing. What else was there for her to do? If you thought she'd be depressed over unrequited love and give up on herself, then sorry, but you were awfully mistaken! She knew better than that. Michelle was never that way. She wasn't the kind of girl who was easily knocked down in life. Yet there were instances where she got sad and lonely, she chose not to dwell on them for too long. She got on with her life and stayed strong.
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