"Work is important, but your health is too. Stop eating the deliveries that the company ordered in. Call me. I'll bring you food instead. Also..."
The smile on Larry's face was only growing wider overtime. He pressed her head on his chest and breathed in the scent of her shampoo. "Got it, my dear bossy wife."
He then cupped her cheek and tapped his nose on hers. However, the expected kiss never came. Instead, Larry had a solemn look on his face.
"You were drinking?"
Feeling embarrassed, Joan stuttered, "J-Just a little bit of red wine."
"You can't drink when I'm not with you the next time. Not red wine and not even a cocktail. Not even with girls!"
When she heard that, Joan felt the urge to tell him that she had dinner with Dustin. Things would have been fine if Larry did not know Dustin, but he did.
To avoid any misunderstandings, Joan swallowed the words at the tip of her tongue.
She buried her head in the crook of his neck. The cologne on him made her feel at ease, and she rubbed her face on his shirt.
The world was so big, but his shoulders were the safest spot she found.
The more one feared a misunderstanding, the more it would happen. That was how cruel fate was.
On the third week of returning to Nirhaven College, Joan felt no difference in her routine. She went to classes and did her revisions. When she was free, she would return to her work at Opulent Designs. However, her workload was much lesser than before due to the little time she had.
A solemn-looking Dustin in glasses was a common sight she saw on campus. Every time he saw her, he would smile at her as he touched his glasses.
College students had an abundance of free time. Although the two were only greeting each other normally, the scene became a topic for the college students to gossip about.
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