Love's perfect match novel (Elspeth and Callum) novel Chapter 370

Callum didn’t say no, so he seemed to have agreed to it, but Elspeth rejected the idea. “That won’t be necessary. We can wait a little longer for a cab.”

Jethro didn’t want to wait, so he pleaded with Elspeth like an obedient younger brother. “Elsie, Mr. Winthrop is nice enough to give us a ride, so why shouldn’t we accept his kind gesture?”

Elsie…

Callum’s face grew colder as he repeated the nickname in his head.

Elspeth was startled. For some reason, even though she and Callum were uninvolved in every way, she still felt a trace of awkwardness when Jethro called her Elsie.

To avoid giving Jethro the chance to say anything else that was too suggestive, she agreed.

“Oh, fine. Let’s go.”

So, obliging with the little kid?

Callum looked at them with scrutiny.

The two of them got into Callum’s car while the electric scooter was temporarily abandoned by the side of the road.

Jethro left the key in the ignition and said he was giving it away to anyone who chanced upon it since the Wilstones had more than enough vehicles.

Elspeth was smiling as she remarked sarcastically to herself, It’s obvious that you can’t be bothered to call someone to tow it away.

However, as she was sitting inside Callum’s car right now, she wasn’t in the mood to think about anything else. On the other hand, Jethro seemed eager to stir up trouble as he kept dragging all sorts of things up.

“Elsie, I heard that you were in a relationship with Mr. Winthrop before. Is that true?”

Elspeth’s smile stiffened.

“If you can’t hold your tongue, then keep your mouth shut.”

Callum, who was fully focused on driving, tapped his finger on the steering wheel when he heard the question, but he didn’t respond.

“Well, so what? It’s all in the past, and anyway, Mr. Winthrop has a new fiancée now. I’m sure you have already gotten over the relationship too.”

It was to be expected from someone who only recently became of age. He thought of relationships as something so inconsequential.

Elspeth couldn’t be bothered to waste her breath with him. She turned toward the window instead and just so happened to catch sight of the hotel before it whizzed past her.

So, there’s a hotel nearby.

Elspeth looked at Callum in the rearview mirror. His lips were pressed together in a thin line and his eyes were focused on the road up ahead. It was as if he was totally removed from the situation.

Did Callum know about the hotel here?

Did he come over to pick us up because he knew there was a hotel here and didn’t want me to stay at the hotel with Jethro? Elspeth pondered.

Then, she thought of an even more outlandish possibility.

Had he been tailing us the whole time?

However, as soon as that thought flashed across her mind, she found it entirely ridiculous.

Jasmine’s the only one Callum cares about now. Why would he spend his time and energy on anyone else, especially the ex-fiancée whom he has long since lost all regard for?

Meanwhile, Jethro didn’t notice Elspeth’s preoccupation with her thoughts. “By the way, why did you show up at a place like that so late at night, Mr. Winthrop?” Jethro asked curiously.

He asked in a seemingly joking manner, but it also sounded as if he was probing for information.

“Jasmine likes the pear tarts sold in this area so I came over to get some for her.”

Elspeth glanced down and saw a box on the front passenger seat that contained pear tarts.

Jethro’s grin widened. “You treat your girlfriend so well, Mr. Winthrop. Elsie, when are you going to agree to go out with me? I’ll definitely treat you just as well.”

Elspeth was dumbfounded. Why did the flames spread to her when she didn’t even do anything?

“Maybe in my next life,” she retorted curtly before closing her eyes. Her heart was a mess.

Callum had always been someone who didn’t want to waste his time on anything, and he rarely changed his lifestyle and habits for anyone else.

It was midnight, and in the past, he would never allow himself to remain awake past midnight.

Yet, for Jasmine’s sake, he changed his habit today.

If Elspeth recalled correctly, Winthrop Group and the bakery that sold the pear tarts were on opposite ends of the city with several dozen miles between them.