At that moment, Sabrina Parker felt so helpless.
Since then, in the company, she had tried to avoid him. That awkward night made her very
uncomfortable when facing him, as if all her secrets were exposed to him. She even could hear him
mocking.
The bus came. Sabrina Parker hurriedly said goodbye to him, then turned around.
But David Harrod moved faster than her. He got out of the car, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back,
"Are you hiding from me?"
"No." Sabrina Parker who had always been careless panicked. For fear that he would see her fragility
again, she smiled, "How dare I hide from you? I really don't want to trouble you. Besides, it is
convenient for me to take the bus. Just a few stops, I can get off at the door of my house."
David Harrod didn't want to hear her explain so much. He dragged her to open the car door and stuffed
her in. Although he didn't fully understand women's minds, he also knows a little bit. This woman had
deliberately hidden from him since that night.
Sabrina Parker had to sit quietly, not daring to look at him, so she looked out of the window to see the
scenery passing by on the street.
Except for the singing on the radio, both of them were silent in the car.
David Harrod didn't ask her where she lived. He just drove aimlessly.
"Does it still hurt?" He asked suddenly.
It took a long time for Sabrina Parker to realize that he was talking to her. Sabrina turned her head
around, "Huh? What did you say?"
The car stopped on the side of a secluded road. David’s fingers touched her face, "Here, is it still hurt?"
Sabrina Parker was tensed. She so nervous that she didn't know how to place her hands and feet. The
place he touched seemed to be applied on a good medicine. It relieved the pain, "It's okay. It doesn’t
hurt."
"Let's date."
"What?"
Sabrina Parker stared at him blankly. She was afraid that she might have auditory hallucinations.
David Harrod leaned over and kissed her lips. Her slender eyelashes trembling slightly. He was kissing
her, actually kissing her! Was she dreaming, or?
Her fingers on her legs twisted and pinched her muscles, but it was him who called out.
Sabrina Parker shivered with fright.
"Why are you pinching me?" David Harrod glared at her. If she liked him, shouldn't she kiss him back
happily?
Sabrina Parker stammered, "I, I, I thought I was dreaming, so I just want to prove it."
David Harrod was speechless. He held her head and biting her lips fiercely. He didn’t let her go until
her lips were red and swollen. She felt her lips sorely.
It turned out that gentle people could also be violent. Just like cold Mr. Alan, when he saw Olive, his
eyes were soft. Sabrina could see clearly at that time.
"Does it hurt?" David Harrod asked, panting slightly.
"It hurts." It hurt to death.
"So, answer me, do you want to date with me?"
Sabrina Parker nodded hurriedly. Even if it was just a dream, let her stay in the dream for a while.
On the other side of the road, there was a small car quietly parked. The brown glass blocked the view
inside, but the people in the car could see the scene in the opposite car through the car window.
Aoba Hoyle smiled, "Brother, when did you have a hobby of peeping at employees' private affairs?"
Alan Hoyle smiled, "It's not that I like to watch. It's your sister-in-law."
"What do you mean I like to watch?" Olive yelled and hit Alan Hoyle.
Alan Hoyle put her hand on his leg, "Didn't you always want the two of them to be together?"
Aoba Hoyle smiled, "Sister-in-law, I didn't expect you to have the potential as a matchmaker. You can
open a dating agency in the future."
Olive said, "Sure, as long as you are willing to put your photo on the roster of my dating agency, I will
really open one. Maybe I can find a girl for you someday."
"Well, forget it. My face is not the prettiest, but women like it when they see it. It is an indisputable fact."
Aoba Hoyle bragged.
"Can you still be a little more narcissistic?" Olive rolled her eyes at Aoba.
"It seems that you already know each other, so I don't have to introduce." Alan Hoyle smiled. The car
turned around and entered a small alley.
The two-story building with quaint and clear style was located in a group of modern reinforced concrete
buildings, which was incompatible with the surrounding scenery, but it was extremely eye-catching.
Logically, the business would not be very good in such a remote place, but the alley which was close to
the wall was full of cars, which seemed to be very popular.
Alan Hoyle said, "This is a restaurant that David Harrod introduced to me. There are only six private
rooms and six tables in the restaurant. According to legend, the chef is the offspring of a certain butler
of the Qing Dynasty Imperial Kitchen. It happened that David Harrod and the boss here are friends, so I
booked a table. I brought you to taste the emperor's taste today."
Olive touched the ancient lacquer door, "Will it be too extravagant?"
Alan Hoyle put his arms around her waist. Under the guidance of the waiter, they stepped onto the
wooden stairs, "You just enjoy yourself and eat more, then you can put on weight, lest every time I hug
you, I feel something hard."
Olive thought, “With an outsider present, how can he say these things out?” She hit him with an elbow,
"It’s your bones too hard."
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