Capítulo 295: Chapter 295: Chester Yale, I Like You! (11)

"Your bag." Chester Yale's thin lips slightly parted, speaking one word at a time.

Only then did Evelyn Sherman notice that her bag was left in his car, quickly reaching out to grab it, holding it in her arms, awkwardly saying, "Thank… thank you."

"Mm." Chester Yale stood at the door, looking at her uneasy posture, responding faintly without saying anything or intending to leave.

Evelyn's mind, upon seeing him, was left completely blank.

He looked at her, and she looked at him. For a moment, an eerie magnetic field seemed to fill the air, as if freezing everything in place.

A sound of water came from the bathroom, and Evelyn suddenly remembered Harry, who was still in the shower, snapping back to reality.

"Well, it's late, so I won't see you off." Evelyn, with her small figure, desperately tried to block the door, her fingertips turning white as she gripped the door frame.

Chester in front, Harry behind, if by any chance the father and son were to bump into each other...