“Stop drinking.”
Hayden put the glass aside. When she was ready to pay the bill, Lyon blocked her and paid it by his card.
“I should treat you to dinner. I won’t let a girl pay for me.”
Hayden pulled a wry face and didn’t know what to say. She asked a waiter to help Lyon into the car and she drove him to the hotel.
She observed Lyon by the rearview mirror, who crumpled on the back seat talking nonsense with a red face. She shook her head, “Lyon, you know, you are not a good drinker.”
Lyon held a pillow firmly and mumbled, “I promise you, Chris. I won’t drink wine.”
Hayden sighed.
A few moments later, they arrived at the hotel. Waiters helped send Lyon upstairs and Hayden opened the door for him by the key from his pocket.
“Just leave him in the bed. Thank you.”
Hayden told the waiters and turned on the light. After walking around in the room, she closed the curtain and kept the thermostat at 26℃. At last, she filled a glass of hot water for him on the bedside.
She knew that celebrities had their own backgrounds which varied from person to person.
Actually, what Lyon said did not surprise her although it sounded dramatic at first. She believed that he told her the true experience – nobody would waste time to make up such a story.
Then she left the hotel and waited for a taxi by the roadside by waving hands. Concentrated on Lyon’s story, she caught a glimpse of Joseph and she could hardly believe the man was him.
Joseph got off a taxi in the black coat she took out to him from the wardrobe in the morning, and since he’s across the street, Hayden was not quite sure this guy was Joseph.
She was going to rush across the sidewalk but then was stopped by a policeman who warned her of the traffic light with a whistle. As standing still and waiting, she took out her phone to call Joseph.
On the first ring, however, she raised up her head and found a woman get off the same taxi and walk with Joseph towards the commercial building.
She kept ringing Joseph. Although they’re so far away, Hayden could see clearly that he took out the phone and the woman was curious at it.
Then their phones were connected.
But Hayden did a double-take. Joseph called her several times on the phone before she replied.
“Joseph, where are you?”
Joseph answered calmly and steadily as usual,
“I’m still working in the company. What happened?”
Hayden held her phone more firmly, “Nothing. But why can I hear the sound of cars outside?”
“Oh, actually I am going to buy food downstairs”
“You haven’t had your dinner yet?”
“Yes.”
“How about I drive there to pick you up? It’s too late, honey. It’s time to rest.” With finger nails almost sinking into her palm, she tried but failed to find a reasonable excuse for Joseph.
“No, don’t do that. You should sleep early because I will come back home late. I am quite busy and I have to go now.”
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