"I don't care about him."
John held her unruly hand and placed it back in its original position.
Diana patted his back, saying, "It seems like Andrew is on a date with someone. Let me have a look!"
Seeing her distracted expression, John's eyes darkened slightly, and he paused his actions.
Diana quickly pushed him away and sat up straight, adjusting her clothes. Then she climbed to the back seat of the car and leaned against the window, widening her eyes to gaze at the Porsche not far away.
Next to the white car stood a refined and handsome man.
Although they were a bit far apart, she was certain it was Andrew!
He had one hand casually tucked in his pants pocket, as if engaged in conversation with someone.
The person beside him was blocked by a nearby tree, making it difficult to se
