When the taxi reached the suburbs, I reached to my pocket to take my purse when I remembered I hadn't brought it out. Even my phone was at home in that room.
I had been too occupied with my baby at the hospital earlier. Tristan had helped me with the medical fees and all that, which I felt bad for. After all, he had even so kindly helped me to the hospital.
We were strangers. I didn't even know if we'd ever have the chance to pay him back.
While I was deep in thought, the taxi stopped at Aidan's front gate. I asked the driver to wait for a moment, planning to go inside to get cash to pay him.
Just when I was about to type in the password, the door opened up to Aidan's gloomy face. He looked like he was about to leave the house.
I said nothing, only stepped aside so he could leave. But
