There was a moment of silence between us. I continued to feel his gaze on me.
I still couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I was scared to see the judgement in his face. In the socialite world I was viewed as a woman so crazy and jealous her husband kicked her out of the house. It’s probably how he saw me as well.
I began to think of all the possible reasons he had come to see me. Was he going to say he had a problem with me working at the company?
"Jasmine...," he started. My body froze when he said my name. I knew he was going to ask the questions I feared he would ask. "May I ask where you’re headed now?" he then asked me.
"I have to pick up my son from school and then go home," I informed him.
"You’re going to pick him up on your own?" He asked me in disbelief.
"Yes," I slowly responded. Now he knew I didn’t have a driver. I was feeling more and more embarrassed the more I talked to him.
An expression I couldn’t quite understand appeared on his face. He seemed to be contemplating. He then held out his hand.
"Well then, may I offer to help you collect your child and giving you a ride home?" He then asked.
My eyes widened in surprise. He surely couldn’t have come all this way just to give me a ride. He wasn’t going to ask me any of the blatantly obvious questions I’m sure wanted to ask.
"Mr Carrington you are technically my boss I don’t want to impose," I started. Why would he offer a rumoured crazy woman a ride home?
"Nonsense, we’re both off the clock right now and no one from the restaurant can see us right now, so think of it as reconnecting with an old family friend," he said to me.
I looked at him skeptically unsure of what to say.
" If you do, I just might turn a complete blind eye to today’s incident," he then said to me with a mischievous smile.
I turned red as I remembered spilling the drink on him. I thought he said he forgave me so why was he mentioning it again? I felt I was being bullied by Louis.
"Well then, if you don’t have an issue with it then I accept your offer," I told him seeing no other way out of it.
"Excellent," he answered. He took my hand and lead me to his car. He opened the passenger door for me and helped me inside, then went to the other side and got in himself. What a gentleman, I thought to myself.
I was worried about riding with him and spending more time with him because inevitably I would have to explain my situation to him. However, Louis kept our conversation light and easy going in the car, surprisingly. I felt a little relieved. He told me about his life and the things that happened after the last time we saw each other.
"...So I finished finished went to university and got a degree in Finance and business," he told me. "I graduated just last year."
"Congratulations," I said to him.


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