“My stomach is acting up. Has Rowan brought you the drug?” Mya said as she walked to the desk. “Are you still working?”
"Nope." Finnley was turning off the laptop. "I just received a message from Mr. Marsh. He asked me to book a ticket for him to Canada."
"Alright," Mya answered lazily.
Finnley closed the laptop and got up, looking at her.
Mya was kind of embarrassed. She was in her pajamas, and her hair was messy. She had no confidence in her image at the moment.
She lowered her eyes, like a child in front of an elder.
After a while, Finnley reached out and grabbed the clothes on her shoulders, and pulled her out of the study.
He let go of her only in the living room. Then he turned around and took out a blue pill from the medicine cabinet, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her.
"Thank you." Mya took the water and medicine and put them in her mouth obediently.
"Do you trust me so much?" Finnley looked at her, "Are you completely unguarded in front of me?"
Meeting his gaze, Mya was visibly taken aback.
"You must be careful no matter where you are." Finnley turned to clear the coffee table, "This society is far more complicated than you thought."
But Mya trusted him.
She put down the empty water glass and turned back into the bedroom. Just as she closed the door, she opened it again, "Call me tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll oversleep."
"Set an alarm." He replied flatly, "You have to take care of yourself. You are no longer a baby."
Mya gave him a sad look, "I am not a baby, okay? I have been supporting myself since I was in high school." She shut the door and locked it, feeling upset.
Finnley put down the water glass and went for a shower. Then he lay down on the sofa and covered himself with the same quilt she bought for him.
He was never used to sleeping on the sofa until recently.
The next morning.
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