Chapter 12
I was too flustered to thank Logan.
Meanwhile, he was gently holding the steering wheel, his flawless and defined hands resembling sculpture.
bling that of a
I recognized the watch on his wrist. It was an Audemars Piguet watch–a subtle luxury brand that cost a fortune.
Just then, Logan met my eyes.
“Woody–No, Logan, where should I go now?” I asked, awkwardly lowering my head to avert his stare. I was at a loss. “I don’t remember where Teri lives.”
Logan sighed. “Have you actually forgotten it?”
I nodded. “The doctor says I have intermittent amnesia, and it’s unclear when I’ll remember the things I’ve forgotten.”
Logan frowned. “It’s that bad? Does Elijah know?”
I let out a bitter chuckle while shaking my head. “He doesn’t believe me at all. He thinks I’m lying.”
Logan seemed slightly upset upon hearing this. For a long while, he stared at me with utmost seriousness before changing the topic. He said, “Do you have WhatsApp?”
“Huh?” I uttered in confusion. But quickly, I realized that he was asking to add my phone number to his WhatsApp.
So, I frantically dug for my phone and apologized, “I’m so sorry, Logan. I should’ve added your number earlier. I must’ve forgotten because my mind was all over the place.”
Logan took his phone out while we were waiting for the traffic light. After a few taps on his phone, he scanned my WhatsApp QR code.
Once we added each other’s contacts to our WhatsApps, I clicked on his profile picture for a quick look- it was an abstract painting in black, white, and gray.
I couldn’t understand what it meant, but it complimented Logan’s overall air well. There was something cold, distant
and enigmatic about it.
I then said, “I’ll transfer you the medical fees…”
Suddenly, Logan reached out. His slender and slightly cold fingertips touched mine, causing my face to redden.
With a light chuckle, he replied, “Don’t be ridiculous. We’ll discuss it after I help you get settled.”
After that, Logan didn’t speak to me for the rest of the journey. It seemed like he disliked talking, and I had no clue what to talk about either.
After a while, Logan casually tapped a button in his car and the radio began playing a pleasant piano tune. My nerves–which had been tense all day–finally relaxed upon hearing the music. Before I knew it, I fell asleep against the car window.
I slept soundly as if I had returned to being a baby nesting in a warm, swaying crib.
When the car stopped, I blearly opened my eyes,Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.
“Are you up?” Logan asked. The faint scent of pinewood wafted toward me as he leaned in to unfasten my seatbelt. The pine scent intensified when he got closer, so I sank deeper into the seat to avoid him.
Logan’s lips curved into a faint smile as he pointed to a corner of my lips. “You should wipe that.”
Confused, I touched my lip. However, I soon realized that I had been drooling in my sleep!
I wanted to bash my head against the car window!
My hands shot to my mouth as I wiped my lips in a panic. Meanwhile, I stammered while making up an excuse. “A–About that… Oh, I slept like a pig! How could have slept so soundly…?”
Logan shook his head. “Don’t say that about yourself, An. Even if you were a pig, you’d be a piglet, and you’d be the cutest one to ever exist too.”
I wanted to laugh, but I tried to hold it in. However, my efforts were for naught because I soon burst out in laughter. I laughed so hard that tears nearly flowed from my eyes.
Logan innocently stared at me, his lips upturned in the softest smile.
After laughing my heart out, I exhaled and gave him a sincere look. “Thanks, Logan. I wouldn’t have known what to do if you weren’t here.”
Logan abruptly stated, “You look good when you’re smiling. You should smile more.”
My heart skipped a beat.