Oh, what a drag! He always came at her so bluntly, catching her off guard.
Marcus asked, "But what?"
Cornelia replied, "Just don't be too nice to me. Give me some time..."
He should wait until she developed feelings for him too. It was unfair for him to be the only one being nice, while she can't reciprocate.
Her words were vague, but Marcus understood, "I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes."
There he went again, using his deep and charming voice to bewitch her. No, she can't let him sway her.
She immediately turned her head to look out the car window, slightly opening it to let the outside wind blow in, clearing her muddled mind.
The car continued to drive, and about forty minutes later, they arrived at the apartment complex where Cornelia lived.
It was the weekend, and most people did not need to work, so the complex was especially crowded, and a sign at the entrance to the parking lot read, "Parking Full."
Cornelia looked around and said, "Marcus, the parking lot is full today, let's find a spot at the nearby mall."
Marcus replied, "There are spots on the street, I'll find one."
Cornelia said, "Street parking isn't very safe. Your car is so expensive. It would be such a pity if it got scratched."
Marcus said, "It's just a car."
To him, a car worth tens or hundreds of thousands was just a mode of transportation. If Cornelia had such an expensive car, she would definitely treat it like a treasure.
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