As such, Veronica wouldn't ask any questions that didn't matter.
Xavier raised his wrist to look at the time on his watch. "It's exactly 5.00AM. Aren't you supposed to be in the hospital? Why are you here?"
Xavier was very confused about Veronica being here early in the morning.
"I should be asking you the same question," she said.
"What's there to ask? What else is there for men, save for drinking and having fun with women?" He shrugged, acting all nonchalant about it.
"Leave. I'll pretend I never saw you."
Veronica couldn't forget Xavier's hatred toward Matthew, nor could she forget about everything that happened in Castron. However, she knew even better that Xavier never wanted to take her life.
Regardless, Veronica didn't dare provoke Xavier at this point. She was purely afraid that he might harm the baby in her tummy.
She averted her gaze and walked toward the elevator's entrance.
"Since we've met and all, why don't we have a meal together?"
It was a sincere invitation, but after that, Xavier added, "I just want to treat you to breakfast. No matter how many grudges I hold against Matthew, I won't hurt you."
"I—"
Veronica hesitated a little. "Can I decline?"
"Are you really going to be so heartless?"
There was disappointment in Xavier's voice, and his tan face looked even colder and fiercer due to the scars left on it.
However, she only saw the coldness on Xavier's face; she didn't notice the hidden pain in the depths of his eyes.
"What would you like to eat? It'll be on me."
She didn't dare go against Xavier, for she feared that he might resort to violence.
"I'm fine with anything."
Xavier simply wanted to have a meal with her, and he didn't mind what they would be eating.
The two walked out of the underground parking lot. Veronica kept to the left while Xavier walked on the right. There were about three yards between them, making it seem as though there was an invisible chasm between them.
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