"Next time don't sleep there. Because we don't have an agreement to separate beds, so I don't want to feel burdened to see you sleeping there," Becca said coldly.
Tommy smiled a little. Becca still cared about him, of course she knew. He just wanted to hear the way Becca watched him because he knew that Becca would seem indifferent when he cared about the person who had hurt him but still loved him.
"Very well, madam. Do you want to do something today?" asked Tommy.
Becca shook her head. "I don't think so. But I think I'm going to the office. I want to see Cherry."
"Is there something you want to discuss with him?"
"Yeah. A girl's secret."
Tommy muttered. He didn't want to talk about it again if Becca had said that. But then his lips opened again.
"Does that mean you're going with me?" asked Tommy.
"Yeah. With you."
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