"Queenie, let me send you home," Chuck said gently.
Chuck had different feelings for Queenie. He could not describe it, but he did not want to see Queenie disappointed.
She was a quiet and well-behaved girl.
"Alright, thank you." Queenie agreed.
She was moved, but she knew that there was a huge gap between her and Chuck. She did not dare to dream about it.
Because she knew that even if she worked hard her whole life, it was impossible for her to catch up to Chuck's status.
Therefore, she had given up during the time when Chuck was away. She had thought it through, not having hope for it anymore...
Chuck was super rich, but who was she? She was poor, and they were not from the same world. What could she hope for?
They were silent along the way.
While Chuck drove, Queenie lowered her head and reminisced the times when they were together.
Time passed by quickly.
After a while, they arrived at her apartment.
Queenie was in a daze!
Yvette bought the place previously before it was bought over by Chuck and then given to Queenie. Chuck was feeling emotional!
"Queenie, let me take you upstairs."
Chuck wanted to see if Queenie had been living well. She was thrifty and certainly would not spend money unwisely. Chuck thought that she might not have used up all the money that was compensated for her at that time.
Chuck's heart ached for her.
"Alright." Queenie did not speak much and kept quiet thereafter.
Chuck went with Queenie to the first floor. When Queenie opened the door, everything inside was familiar and unchanged, just like the time when Yvette stayed in it. Everything was tidy and neat.
She was a girl who loved to keep her things tidy and neat.
"Chuck, please come in and have a drink!" Queenie whispered.
Chuck entered.
Queenie handed him a glass of water and said, "Chuck, please have some water!"
Chuck drank the glass of water and asked, "Is there anything that you need? Money?"
"I don't need it, I have enough. I don't need it at all." Queenie shook her head. She knew Chuck had good intentions.
She did not blame him at all. She just felt sorry that the gap between her and Chuck was too big.
Alas!
Chuck put down his glass and hugged her. Queenie’s body trembled.
"Take good care of yourself. You must call me if you need anything, okay?" Chuck was afraid that Queenie would keep things to herself.
"Okay, I will."
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Hey, Queenie, open the door. I'm so handsome. Why don't you like me? Who do you like then? Open the door!" A voice came from outside the door.
Queenie was frightened.
After he saw Queenie a few days ago, the man had fancied her and insisted on going after her. He had been knocking on her door every day!
"Queenie, if I had left you alone earlier today, you wouldn't have told me that you've met such a person, would you?" Chuck was angry and sighed.
There was no other way. Queenie was the kind of girl who endured all hardships silently.
Chuck had no other choice.
"I... I'm sorry. He..."
Queenie hurriedly bit her lip and did not know how to answer Chuck's question.
"Remember, if such a thing happens in the future, you must tell me. Got it?" Chuck's heart ached for her.
Alas!
He cared so much for her.
"Okay."
"Wait for me here." Chuck loosened his grasp on her.
"Chuck, what are you going to do? He's a huge man!" Before she could say further, Chuck had already left.
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