After that, no more sound was heard except for the sound of car tires hitting the asphalt. The two of them still gripped each other's hand tightly, while Oscar's thumb occasionally stroked the back of Lisa's palm.
Lisa furrowed her brows as she watched Oscar drive past the road they usually took to get home. The clock on the dashboard of the car showed it was half past eight in the evening.Usually, they were already home at this hour.
"Wait…" Lisa muttered, she turned and looked at Oscar with a confused look. "Where are we going? You took a turn earlier…"
"Should I let a woman who said she missed me wait in front of the office with an empty stomach?" Oscar asked back in a tone that sounded seductive, "Poor her. She must be starving for sure."
Of course Lisa didn't tell Oscar that she had been waiting for him at the coffee shop and accidentally saw Greta and his Uncle. So the woman had no other choice but to put on a surprised expression.