Even if everything made sense, Hazel couldn't accept whatever reason Joshua had.
Joshua burst into laughter and said with a sigh of relief, "I'm glad I was there with the driver to take her home that day."
"Oh?" Hazel looked at him blankly. "You mean…"
If Joshua and the driver took Vanessa home, how could he do anything to Vanessa with the driver around?
"Hazel, I didn't touch her," he whispered. "I took her home with the driver and left with him that day. Then I went straight to the airport, so there was no way I could do anything to her."
"But I saw…" She looked at his white shirt, and her eyes dimmed somehow.
Joshua didn't change his clothes. He was wearing the same one he was wearing when he came back. There were still traces of tears on his shirt from Vanessa.
"What did you see?" He cocked his brows.
"I went to the airport and saw you are holding her," she said jealously.