Seeing how they still couldn't depart, the driver was getting impatient.
The woman pouted when she heard the driver's urging and stared at the unmoving man in the car. Why am I so unlucky? This is my first time going to a bar to lighten my mood, and this stranger just clung to me before I could even walk through the door!
“Hey, if you're not going to tell me where you live, I'm going to throw you out of the car,” she threatened, but it didn't work, because Harvey was still unresponsive.
Her face darkened as she glared at him. She wanted to pull her hand out of his, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't loosen his grip. Harvey was holding her hand very tightly like a vice.
“Are you going to tell me where you're going or not, miss?” The driver was feeling rather annoyed because he could've driven two customers to their destinations in the time he had wasted waiting.
“Let's go!” the woman said as she pressed her hat down.
“Where to?”
She pulled her cap down and glanced around before saying, “To the nearest hotel.”
All she wanted was to settle Harvey down somewhere quickly. If I knew I was going to meet this guy, I wouldn't have come out. This is just great. If I ignore him, it'll be too cruel. If I don't, he's just going to cause me even more trouble.
While she was feeling caught in a dilemma, the driver had already stopped in front of the entrance of the nearest hotel.
Seeing how she had wasted much of the driver's time, the woman pulled out a stack of cash from her purse and handed it to the driver. The driver was shocked by how generous the woman was because the amount she gave him was the equivalent of him driving non-stop for seven days and seven nights straight.
He kept the amount he deserved and returned the rest. “This will be enough.”
The woman furrowed her eyebrows. Huh... This is the first time someone doesn't take the money I give.
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