Seeing Nicholas act so nonchalantly almost made me lose my composure. It felt like an invisible force was pressing down on me.
If I stayed with him for even one more minute, the facade I was desperately holding up would crumble completely.
I forced myself to shake my head and said as calmly as possible, "You should go ahead, Mr. Hawk. I'll be there by 9:00 a.m."
Nicholas took his last puff, tossed the cigarette to the ground, and elegantly crushed it with his toe before speaking.
"Since when did Ms. Jones become so hesitant? The Ariana I remember was bold and straightforward."
His tone had a hint of teasing, making me think of our intimate past. But when I looked up at him, his face was expressionless as if the words had come out without any deeper meaning.
He asked me, "Do I need to invite you?"
I quickly glanced over his face before turning away in disgust. I remembered how he had once stood not far from me in the underground parking lot, making a gentlemanly gesture of inviting me into the car.
I gritted my teeth and lightly said, "Thank you, Mr. Hawk."
I tried treating Nicholas like any ordinary acquaintance. If I kept retreating, it would seem like I was the only one still trapped in our past, which was an embarrassment I couldn't bear.
I had no intention of sitting in the front passenger seat, so I reached for the back door.
But before I could open it, his hand grasped mine. I heard Nicholas's voice saying, "Three years of being waited on, and now you think I'm your chauffeur?"
I froze. Before I could react, he had already pushed me into the passenger seat.
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