Despite her reservations, Michelle didn't dare to say anything. She quickly put on the coat and then heard Tim say, "Remember to wash it after you wear it. Wash it with your hands, then give it back to me in person."
"What?" Upon hearing this, Michelle quickly took out her arm out of the sleeve.
Out of all chores, she hated washing clothes the most.
She thought it was best not to wear it.
When Tim saw her taking off the coat, he stretched out his hand and pressed down on her shoulder, keeping the coat attached to her body. "Don't take it off! Either you take off all your clothes, or you put this coat on."
Michelle's back started to buckle from the weight of Tim's hand on her shoulder. She gritted her teeth and dared not to breathe heavily. With utmost reluctance, she silently slid her arm back into the coat. "Okay, I'm putting it on."
Tim noticed that she sounded quite aggrieved and became slightly irritated. 'I'm not bullying her, but why is she making it so hard to make herself wear that coat?'
"Okay, go home."
As soon as he removed his hand from her shoulder, Michelle ran as fast as her legs could carry her.
"Mr. Shen, you scared her away," Victor said, watching from afar. He wanted to help him but couldn't hold back his laughter from what had just unfolded.
"Why is she so timid?" Tim asked, who sounded annoyed.
"She's not like the girls in the Silverhall Nightclub. Unlike her, they're brave and would want to hang out with you every day. But they're not your type. She is. So who's really there to blame?"
"Shut up!" Tim kicked Victor in his gut, making him wince in pain. Then, Victor turned around and hid inside the car. "I didn't say anything wrong, though," he muttered.
Meanwhile, Elaine stood at the door of her home, staring at the road with a pair of worried eyes. It was almost eleven o'clock, and yet her daughter still hadn't come home. She tried calling her, but she wasn't answering.
When she finally saw Michelle, she ran towards her and asked, "Mimi, why did you come home so late?"
Michelle looked to the direction where the voice was coming from and saw her mother. She hurriedly met her halfway and held her hand. "Mom, you're not asleep yet. Why did you come out? It's cold out here, so let's go in."
"You got me worried sick about you. It's almost midnight, and you hadn't come home yet." Elaine noticed the beads of sweat rolling down the side of her daughter's face. She wiped Michelle's forehead and asked, "Have you been running? You're so sweaty."
Michelle wiped her forehead as well. "No, I'm just wearing too many clothes."
Elaine looked closer and noticed that her daughter was wearing a man's coat. It was wide and big enough to hide her daughter's hands underneath the long sleeves.
'It must've come from a tall man, ' she thought.
She ran her fingers down the coat. 'Judging from the texture, this one must've come from a rich family.'
"Michelle, who drove you back? Was it a man?" Elaine asked curiously.
"Yes, one of my fans." Michelle paused for a while and took a deep breath. "He's also my friend that I just met. He felt that I was cold and insisted on giving me his coat."
'And he also wants me to wash his coat.' The prospect of it made her want to cry.
Upon hearing this, Elaine smiled. "Oh, your friend. I must say, he's quite a considerate fellow."
As soon as both of them entered their house, Michelle bent down to change her slippers. While looking, she found a pair of shoes that didn't belong to her father.
"Mom, do we have a guest at home?"
Only when Michelle asked did Elaine remember about this. "I forgot to tell you a while ago. Nina's brother, Leon, is also here. He's also your friend, right?"
The mention of Leon's name made her heart jump.
"Why is he here?"
"You were not answering your phone, and no one had any way of contacting you." Then, Michelle suddenly realized.
"Oh my God! I forgot to tell Leon that I left to work overtime. It's all my fault. I was in such a hurry that I forgot to tell him. While I was working, my phone ran out of battery and I couldn't turn it on. Sorry I got all of you so worried."
"Okay, okay. I guessed as much that your phone ran out of power. But what happened tonight? Usually, you're already home before nine o'clock. Michelle, you don't have to work so hard. Remember that your dad and I can support you." Elaine furrowed her brows as she looked on worriedly at her daughter.
Michelle couldn't tell her mother that the reason why she had to work overtime was that she had asked for a leave in the afternoon. She averted her eyes away from her and looked down. "It's not that I want to make more money. I just like working there."
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