"So you're saying he can still be cured?" Jon asked, his brows knotted in concern.
"Yeah." Astrid nodded, "He probably knew from an early age that Farrah Fortner was out for his blood, so he played dumb to protect himself. He didn't take all the 'medicine', so he's not completely out of his mind."
"Seriously?" Jon asked, shocked, "Farrah's a real piece of work, why would she do that to Colton?"
"Why?" Astrid rolled her eyes at him, "You should be asking Colton that, how should I know?"
Jon blinked, "Oh yeah, Star, you gotta help him."
"Help him? Give me one good reason." Astrid crossed her arms and looked him up and down, "You haven't told me where you two have been gallivanting these past few days!"
"Star, he's had enough on his plate, you can't just leave him hanging, can you? If you don't help him, Farrah might just off him the moment he gets back." Jon said urgently.
Seeing this, Colton immediately pleaded, "Babe, please help me! If you do, I'll let you win every card game from now on!"
Astrid: "…"
Remembering how Colton instinctively blocked the hot water for her on the plane, Astrid sighed. This guy might act childish sometimes, but he genuinely considered her a friend.
Astrid: "Alright, I'll help him, but he can't keep crashing at the hotel. Jon, take him to your place, I'll handle the rest and let you guys know."
"Stay at my place? You mean I have to babysit him?" Before Jon could finish his sentence, Astrid shot him a glare.
Seeing her pissed off, Jon immediately shut up.
After dropping Astrid off at her apartment, Jon left. By then, Astrid was starving.
As soon as she got off the elevator, she saw Roman squatting by her door.
Seeing Astrid, Roman bolted towards her, calling out, "Astrid!"
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