When words got in the way, Derek glanced at Meredith. Indeed, she looked bad and she was a little tired.
In the end, he still did not refute her words but turned his head and no longer looked at her. He looked at the scenery outside the window and said"Since you insist, then go ahead. I will leave now and you can have a good rest here."
Meredith let out a soft "hum." The two of them were so quiet that no one spoke again.
Derek's hotel was indeed very close to here, and the company directly booked the presidential suite, not only fully equipped but even with a small swimming pool not far away.
"You have rest here. When you want to go back, ask the driver to drive you back."
Derek gave the room card to Meredith and left without a pause.
Meredith frowned and watched him leave. She did not ask him to stay. Since Derek had something to do, she would not force him to stay here. At worst, she could wait here for a long time.
Meredith put down thermos in her hand, opened it, and a heavy and sweet fragrance came from inside. She smiled. This was done by her with great effort, but Derek did not take a single sip.
At the thought of this, Meredith was a little distracted. At this moment, her phone rang. It was from Amelia.
When Meredith came to her, Amelia was sleeping, so Meredith didn't wake her up. Now that Amelia saw her daughter was not there, Amelia had to ask Meredith where Meredith was.
"Don't worry, mom, I'm..." Meredith wanted to say that she had come to see Derek, but when she thought that her mother had been waiting for the chance to meet him but that Derek might not have time to meet her mother, she held back. "I'm a little tired. I just rest at home."
Amelia knew her daughter quite well. When she noticed the hesitation in Meredith's tone, she knew that it must not be that simple. "What's the matter, Mer, are you in trouble? Tell it to me, or else I will be worried about you so much."
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