Kevin couldn't help but feel mildly irked as he watched Anne's receding figure. He had done so many
things for her these past few days yet he had barely made any progress.
If his secretary hadn't advised him to take it slow, he wouldn't have hesitated to use force.
After all, the only times he could get her to be obedient before was when he used force.
"Mr. Kevin, I think you're making progress with your relationship with Miss Anne." His secretary glanced
at him through the rearview mirror, a hint of excitement flickering in his eyes.
"What made you say that?"
Kevin said coldly, rolling his eyes. Anne wasn't even taking him seriously!
"At least you two didn't fight on your way back..." his secretary muttered, shrinking back in fear under
Kevin's sharp gaze.
In the past, Anne and Kevin would be at each other's throats every second they spent together. While it
was certainly a stretch to call this progress, it was better than nothing. At the very least, they weren't
constantly quarreling anymore.
"Just focus on driving!"
Kevin spat as he looked out the window, visibly annoyed.
Seeing the displeasure on Kevin's face, the secretary shut his mouth and continued to drive in silence.
"Where were you? Why are you coming home so late? I tried calling you but couldn't get through." As
soon as Anne arrived home, Sam hurriedly walked towards her, a worried look on his face.
"You called me?"
Perplexed, Anne took out her phone only to find that it had been turned off.
It must have been Kevin. Only he would be capable of doing something so childish.
"What happened? Where were you? You were out for so long," Sam pressed, eyeing her carefully. This
time, he noticed that she seemed noticeably pale.
"It's nothing. I just spent some time outside by myself. My phone might have run out of power. That's
probably why I didn't receive your calls."
Anne flashed him an awkward smile, purposely omitting Kevin's name.
He could tell that she was embarrassed. It was also obvious that she was lying but he decided not to
mention it.
"Have you eaten?"
He changed the topic. Just seeing the look on her face was enough to tell him whom she had really
been with the entire time she was out.
"Not yet. I'm going to prepare dinner now." She was a little hungry after being out for so long.
"Why don't we just go out for dinner? You haven't had a proper meal since you arrived here."
Honestly, he just didn't want to eat her unseasoned food anymore.
"I'm going to change my clothes. Wait for me." She then headed upstairs to change her clothes.
About half an hour later, they arrived at a western restaurant. It was a rather romantic restaurant much
to Sam's excitement. Meanwhile, Anne just didn't have the heart to refuse. After all, it was just a meal.
He knew perfectly well that she only saw him as a friend. The two of them were very clear about this.
From a distance, Kevin sat in his black Ferrari sports car, a sour look on his face. They had just barely
parted ways and she was already having dinner at a romantic restaurant with Sam. What did she take
Kevin for anyway?
As he watched her smile and chat happily with Sam inside the restaurant, anger surged inside him.
Had she forgotten about him already? How could she act as if nothing had happened between them?
"I heard they have great food here. You should eat more. You've been looking a little thin nowadays."
The two sat across from each other. Seeing her face so ashen and sallow, Sam couldn't help but feel
bad for her.
He had foolishly thought that bringing her to America would make her feel better. It seemed that no
matter where she was, Kevin still haunted her heart.
"Okay. Thank you, Sam."
Sensing Sam's concern, Anne smiled stiffly at him. She looked out of the window in an attempt to hide
her emotions.
Sadness overcame her but she had to pretend to be fine in front of Sam as she didn't want him to
worry about her anymore.
"I've already told you that you shouldn't be so polite to me. I thought we were friends."
Her courteousness towards him made him feel quite uncomfortable.
If Kevin couldn't make her happy, he shouldn't add to her suffering anymore.
"It's just that you've helped me so much. I don't know what else to say but to thank you." "
He was the one who was there for her when she was going through the most difficult times of her life.
As much as she was moved by his friendship, she couldn't give him what he wanted.
"I did all those things because I wanted to. Don't dwell on it. All I care about is your happiness. You
shouldn't stress about it."
For the first time in his life, he felt strongly about protecting someone. Yet even then, he couldn't make
her happy. He felt so useless and lost.
Upon hearing this, she only felt guiltier. How nice it must be if he was the person she loved and not
Kevin.
"If only he could trust me and care about me as much as you do..."
Anne murmured as she lowered her head. 'If only Kevin could care about me and love me as much as
Sam did,' she thought to herself.
Although she spoke in a low voice, Sam still heard her clearly. He knew that she still couldn't let go of
Kevin. For a moment, he felt upset.
"Anne, are you still thinking about him? If you want to come back to him, I can help you."
He knew that she only saw him as a friend—nothing more and nothing less.
Kevin was the only one who could make her happy.
"Until now, he still believes that I had something to do with Ruth's death and that I'm the one who
murdered her. How could we possibly be together?"
An ironic smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. Her heart was filled with bitterness knowing that this
was what Kevin believed about her.
No matter how many times she tried to explain herself, he still stood by his belief that she was a
murderer.
"Don't worry. Soon enough, he'll find out the truth. I believe you and I know you'd never be able to do
something like that."
He knew her very well. As far as he was concerned, she had nothing but goodness inside her. How
could she kill someone? It was obvious that someone had set her up.
"Thank you for believing me. Either way, I don't care if he believes me or not." More than anything, she
was disappointed in Kevin. She'd tried to explain herself so many times already yet he refused to
believe her every time.
"Let's eat. We shouldn't dwell on such negative things. Just forget about them. Let's go for a walk later.
I haven't taken you to a walk since we arrived here in America."
He didn't want Anne focus on the negative things anymore so he decided to change the topic.
"Okay." Anne flashed him a grin, shoving Kevin at the back of her mind.
She had decided then that she was going to forget about him and cut him off for good.
During dinner, Sam purposely told lighthearted stories to make Anne feel better. Fortunately, it seemed
to work.
Kevin sat in his car, watching as the two had dinner and enjoyed each other's company. Needless to
say, he was stewing in anger.
Damn it! Why did she seem so happy around Sam? When she was around Kevin, she barely spared
him a smile!
"Would you like some more dessert?" Sam asked thoughtfully after they had dinner, seeing that Anne
had lightened up.
"No, thanks. I already ate a lot. Let's go."
Thankfully, she was feeling a lot better. Her appetite had improved too as she seemed to have had a
good meal.
"Okay."
Tenderness filled his eyes. Knowing that she felt better because of him made him feel inexplicably
happy.
"Isn't the night sky beautiful in America too?"
Sam quipped when silence fell upon them. He figured if Anne grew quiet, she could end up thinking
about Kevin again.
"Well, that's good."
She couldn't bring herself to enjoy the lovely scenery as she couldn't get her mind off Kevin.
It still pained her to remember her hurtful past with him.
Amidst the biting cold, Anne shivered, wearing only a thin dress.
"Here. Put it on. I forgot to remind you to bundle up."
He took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, looking at her fondly.
"Thank you." She averted her gaze, purposely looking away so as to avoid his loving gaze.
The more he showed affection for her, the guiltier she felt.
Seeing that she didn't refuse, he smiled from ear to ear.
Meanwhile, the black car continued to trail the two from a distance. Kevin glued his gaze on the two,
fuming.
Suddenly, a strange feeling overcame Anne as if she could feel someone staring at her.
She looked back and found nothing but the uneasiness in her chest didn't go away.
"Sam, it's getting late. Let's go back. I'm tired and I want to go to bed." Unable to ignore her discomfort,
she looked at Sam with an odd expression on her face.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Noticing the uneasy look on Anne's face, Sam seemed
concerned as he returned her gaze.
"No, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."
She couldn't quite put her finger on it but she just couldn't shake off the feeling that someone was
watching her. Was she just overthinking things?
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