"Wait! Stop the car," Wendy hurriedly said.
Baron brought the car to a halt in an instant, causing Henson to look at her. "What's wrong?" he asked, worried.
"I saw my colleague," she answered while looking out the car window,
a finger pointing in Linda's direction.
He shifted his gaze there then raised an eyebrow. "Seems like you've been busted. Do you need my help in disposing of her?" he asked.
She glared at him through the corner of her eyes and sneered, "How is this a good time for jokes?"
"I'm being serious here. Haven't you always been paranoid of people finding out about our relationship? Well, since she already found out, can't I just dispose of her for you? I'm just doing this for your own good," he said.
"What do you mean 'this is for my own good'?" she retorted and rolled her eyes at him. "I don't think I can't go home with you together now, so I suggest you go first. It seems that I need to have a talk with Linda,"
"But I've been waiting for you for more than an hour already," he whined.
"I know, but this wouldn't have happened if you weren't waiting for me too. In any case, you should head back first. You'll be a great help to me if you do," she said.
With that, she opened the car door and got out.
Seeing as he'd just been dumped, he merely smiled calmly. "Might as well get used to it," he thought.
Literally anything could happen when he had this woman around.
Even if he'd been dumped now, he still didn't think it was a big deal.
"Let's head back first then, Baron," he instructed.
"Alright, Master Henson," Baron obliged.
Wendy didn't know what to say after walking up to Linda.
Linda felt a bit embarrassed as she hurriedly handed her the USB stick in her hands. "I actually wanted to give this to you but I forgot to in the afternoon," she said sheepishly.
Wendy took the item from her and said awkwardly, "If you're not in a rush to go home or anything, shall we go grab a bite, Linda?"
"Okay," Linda agreed.
The two of them then walked to the food street that was located behind campus and found a relatively quiet restaurant.
Neither of them touched their cutlery after they finished ordering.
After giving it some thought, Wendy asked, "Linda, you saw everything just now... right?"
"Yep, everything," Linda nodded.
"Can you keep it as a secret for me?" Wendy pleaded in earnest with her eyes.
Linda then lowered her eyes and gave a low chuckle.
"I have no right to spill your personal matters to others regardless if I saw everything or not. To be honest, I thought of running away the moment I saw you, but I think I was so shocked then I couldn't even move as I've never once thought that HE would be your boyfriend," she said nervously.
"He's not REALLY my boyfriend," Wendy said and gave a nervous chuckle.
"Huh? You didn't... fool around with him, right Wendy?" Linda probed.
"It's not like that, Linda. I'm not in the kind of relationship you think I'm in with the guy, but I don't know how to explain it either," Wendy said apologetically.
"Well, seeing as you don't know how to explain it yourself, I suppose I should stop probing into your private affairs then. However, I feel that you should be more careful from now on, as we're still on campus grounds. Literally everyone on campus knows Mr. Charles, so make of that what you will," Linda warned.
Wendy giggled in reply and said, "I'll definitely be more careful from now on. My heart beat so fast when I saw you just now,"
"You were afraid I'd start talking my head off?" Linda asked.
"I know you're not the type to do so, but I still couldn't help but be a bit worried," Wendy said anxiously.
"I would never stab you in the back. If ever I did, then I'd be betraying your kindness," Linda said as she shook her head.
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