“Mr. Croft, the traffic ahead is moving like a snail’s pace. Shall we switch to the route that passes by the University of Nerton?”
Inside the black MPV, the driver asked for Liam’s instruction respectfully when he noticed there was a traffic jam somewhere down the highway.
“I think we should just wait until it clears up,” Liam turned down the driver’s suggestion out of instinct. With a frown on his forehead, he turned to look at the towering gate of the campus.
Just as the driver was about to move the car back to the highway, Liam changed his mind. “Hold on. Let’s take the route you suggested just now…”
The driver heeded his instruction by quickly steering the MPV in another direction. The tires screeched loudly when the car swerved sideways abruptly. The driver immediately checked Liam’s expression through the rearview mirror.
Much to his relief, Liam did not look irritated.
Wiping off the sheen of cold sweat on his forehead, the driver felt suspicious. It was abnormal for Liam, who usually was decisive, to be wishy-washy when it came to deciding something as trivial as choosing the routes.
The road along the university route was deserted. The ginkgo trees planted around the campus were covered in snow, and they looked lifeless without their leaves. The campus, which consisted of a mixture of ancient and modern buildings, was a perfect place to study because it had an air of serenity.
Staring at the campus out of the window, Liam wondered what Amber was doing at that moment. Could be she studying in the library? Or, could she be on her way back home?
Although they were living in the same place in the same city, the physical closeness was not enough to bring their hearts together.
Suddenly, Liam’s attention was caught by a couple strolling along the pedestrian lane.
A young man carrying a backpack was chatting with a girl walking next to him. Liam could not see his face clearly, but he couldn’t be more familiar with the girl beside him.
It was Amber. Her cheeks were red because of the freezing weather, and she was beaming at the guy she was talking to.
“Slow down.” The moment Liam uttered the instruction to the driver, he regretted it.
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