Chapter: 812
“Sounds good.”
Reaching the parking area, Sabrina slid into the driver’s seat, with
Trevor beside her in the passenger’s seat.
Once he buckled up, he noticed Sabrina ready to drive and suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
“Should I drive instead?”
Sabrina turned her head to give him a smile and responded, “No worries.
Besides, you’d need to get a driver’s License here first before you can drive.”
“I’LL sort that out soon,” Trevor responded.
After about thirty minutes, Sabrina parked in a public lot, instructing Trevor, “Go on and
grab the samples. I’ll wait here.”
“Okay, I’ll be quick.”
Having said that, Trevor unbuckled his seat belt and stepped out of the car.
Just as he was about to shut the door, Fiona called out to him once more. “Oh, and by the
way, don’t bring up my name with your parents.”
Pausing motherentarily, Trevor asked, “Why not? You’ve been such a help. I actually
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwanted to have you over for dinner as a thank you.”
The actual reason was her fear that Zeke might become suspicious of her once he learned
her identity, which meant she had to stay cautious.
However, she couldn’t say that to Trevor. Maintaining her calm, she gazed at him with a
sincere look. “Because I’ve divorced. I doubt your parents would be comfortable with you
spending time with an older, divorced woman.”
After all, Trevor was an accomplished young man with so much ahead of him.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Trevor’s face, as though he’d caught onto an unspoken
hint. Grinning, he said, “Understood! I won’t mention a word about you.”
With a wave goodbye to Sabrina, he headed home with a contented heart.
Had she said those words because she harbored feelings for him?
He was so happy on his way home.
Sabrina had a point. His mother probably wouldn’t approve of their relationship.
His mother had always been old-fashioned. Lately, she’d been attempting to match him
with young professionals like doctors and teachers, believing they’d make the best Life
partners
But he wasn’t about to let her dictate his choices.
“Sounds good.”
Reaching the parking area, Sabrina slid into the driver’s seat, with
Trevor beside her in the passenger’s seat.
Once he buckled up, he noticed Sabrina ready to drive and suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
“Should I drive instead?”
Sabrina turned her head to give him a smile and responded, “No worries.
Besides, you’d need to get a driver’s License here first before you can drive.”
“I’LL sort that out soon,” Trevor responded.
After about thirty minutes, Sabrina parked in a public lot, instructing Trevor, “Go on and
grab the samples. I’ll wait here.”
“Okay, I’ll be quick.”
Having said that, Trevor unbuckled his seat belt and stepped out of the car.
Just as he was about to shut the door, Fiona called out to him once more. “Oh, and by the
way, don’t bring up my name with your parents.”
Pausing motherentarily, Trevor asked, “Why not? You’ve been such a help. I actually
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwanted to have you over for dinner as a thank you.”
The actual reason was her fear that Zeke might become suspicious of her once he learned
her identity, which meant she had to stay cautious.
However, she couldn’t say that to Trevor. Maintaining her calm, she gazed at him with a
sincere look. “Because I’ve divorced. I doubt your parents would be comfortable with you
spending time with an older, divorced woman.”
After all, Trevor was an accomplished young man with so much ahead of him.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Trevor’s face, as though he’d caught onto an unspoken
hint. Grinning, he said, “Understood! I won’t mention a word about you.”
With a wave goodbye to Sabrina, he headed home with a contented heart.
Had she said those words because she harbored feelings for him?
He was so happy on his way home.
Sabrina had a point. His mother probably wouldn’t approve of their relationship.
His mother had always been old-fashioned. Lately, she’d been attempting to match him
with young professionals like doctors and teachers, believing they’d make the best Life
partners
But he wasn’t about to let her dictate his choices.