Alexander looked at the villa doors resignedly. The villa doors were closed tightly. The front doors inside were also closed tightly. Scarlett had walked in.
Alexander and the breakfast were blocked out by her cruelly.
Then he looked at Raymond who looked better than yesterday. Alexander said, "How are you?"
To be honest, Alexander wasn't sure if Scarlett would take care of Raymond after he hung up. If she had been so heartless, Raymond would have been an airhead because of the fever of 39.6°C.
Raymond pushed Alexander's hand disgustedly, opened the car door and got into the car. Raymond said, "Drive me to my apartment."
Alexander fell into a trance and said with a smile, "OK. I'm your driver today!"
He got into the car. After he got the car started, he thought of the breakfast and said, "You haven't eaten breakfast, right? Eat some."
Raymond had just eaten some porridge since yesterday afternoon, so he had a stomachache in the morning.
The breakfast of the Pear Restaurant tasted good.
Raymond looked out of the car window. 'Has Scarlett tasted the food of the Pear Restaurant?'
Alexander drove out of the villa slowly. When he met the red light, he stopped the car and glanced at Raymond. He asked, "Has Scarlett forgiven you?"
Raymond glanced at him and said, "Do you want to taste my fist?"
Alexander said, "If I hadn't been that smart last night, how could you have played the victim in front of Scarlett?"
Alexander was thick-skinned. Raymond sneered, "I insisted on staying at her home by myself."
'It has nothing to do with you.'
Alexander had known Raymond for many years. It was Alexander's first time to hear Raymond saying such shameless words. Alexander was surprised. He reacted and smiled, "You're amazing!"
Raymond reminded him, "The green light."
Then Raymond looked away and didn't bother to talk with Alexander.
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