Henry fumbled yet agreed with the answer; Monique had previously mentioned that she was being forced to stay beside him. Henry heard Louise ask again when he was about to leave. "Are you sure?"
Henry frowned, his face as though frosted over. He did not expect anything else; he knew what Monique was going to answer after. She had already made herself clear that she disliked him.
A very loud 'bang' was heard as Henry entered the car, slamming the door hard. The next second, the car started and sped away.
Henry drove aimlessly for more than half an hour and finally came to a halt beside a river.
He turned on the music on his car, and it began playing Bandari’s Snowdream. The soothing sound of the piano somehow made Henry even more frustrated.
Everything Henry encountered seemed to have memories of Monique.
He remembered the time he had to go to RK bar and the driver who was supposed to pick him up broke down, so Mandy ordered for another driver.
That was his first time taking a cab and it was as though fate had brought them together, as he met Monique for the first time.
The first time he met Monique, she had short, neat hair. Her fair face wore a very delightful smile and Angel was in the passenger seat, dozing off.
Perhaps it was her delicate driving, or perhaps it was Bandari playing in the car, or even maybe because of the very familiar scent in the car, but Henry fell asleep.
This surprised him very much.
He could still vividly recall Monique's charming smile when he got out of the car. "You slept very soundly. However busy you are, remember to take care of yourself!"
Monique had a pair of lively eyes that glittered, like two crystal clear ponds filled with innocence and attractiveness.
However, Monique's eyes were no longer like that: her eyes now looked lifeless and were disgusted whenever she looked at him.
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