After coming out of the clinic building, they went to the parking lot.
As they walked down the concrete steps, Simon's big hand was still holding Emily's shoulder firmly. She did not want to struggle and deliberately turned her face to the other side, trying to keep the distance from him.
Inadvertently, her eyes swept around and surprisedly spotted someone.
It turned out that this familiar figure was Sean!
Unlike the last time in the supermarket, Emily was sure that she had seen the man very clearly this time. It was Sean!
He was well-dressed, wearing a dark suit and leather shoes, and he was pulling the collar of his shirt. It seemed that he was in a bad mood. At this time, he was taken out of the hospital by two security guards, or more accurately, he was driven away by force.
When they came to the front of a car, one of the security guards pointed at him. It seemed that he was teaching and warning Sean about something.
Emily felt that Sean was definitely not come here to see a doctor...
Simon took out the car key and found that she was staring at Sean. He immediately frowned and wanted to explain, "Emily, he came here because..."
"I don't want to hear that!" Emily, pursing her lips, stopped him.
She opened the car door, got straight into the copilot's seat, and lowered to fasten the seat belt.
Seeing this, Simon had to go around the front of the car and got on the driver's seat on the other side. Then, he drove out of the hospital.
At this time of the day, there was the most glorious sunset over the city. The rose- colored sunshine enveloped the Cayenne, and some even flew into the car, painting a rosy color inside. Ahead of them, the traffic light was on red, so all the vehicles on this road slowed down and stopped.
While driving, Simon looked at her from time to time — he did not want to miss the subtle changes on her face.
Emily was leaning on the back of the chair, looking at the street scenes through the window.
At rush hour, the streets were often crowded. Many pedestrians were on the roadside next to their car because there was a bubble tea shop, and many passers-by would stop to buy a cup of bubble tea.
A long line spilled down the sidewalk—it appeared to be quite a popular shop.
There was a girl in sportswear who seemed to have just got off work. With a laptop bag in one hand, she was holding a cup by the other hand, biting the straw while drinking the tea. It seemed that the bubble tea tasted very good, and she even narrowed her eyes in pleasure.
A low voice came from the side. "Emily, do you want to drink the bubble tea?"
Upon hearing this, Emily did not say a word and silently shifted her eyes to the red signal light before them.
Before long, the signal light turned green, and the cars began to move.
After the Cayenne had passed the intersection, it did not continue to move forward but turned to the right and then stopped at the roadside.
Emily looked at Simon in confusion. He had unfastened the seat belt and was watching the cars passing by from the rearview mirror. It seemed that he wanted to get off the car. Her lips moved in an attempt to speak, but she did not ask anything in the end.
As the door closed, she could still see Simon's tall and straight figure from the rearview mirror.
Since she had restrained herself from asking, she did not care where he went. She put her hands around her body and closed her eyes to rest.
She waited for a long time. With the warm light of the setting sun on her face, she was about to doze off. However, after more than ten minutes, the car door next to the driver's seat was pushed open.
Simon returned to the car with a cup of warm bubble tea in his hand.
Emily was slightly stunned and subconsciously turned her head to look at the rearview mirror next to her. Still, there was a long line before the bubble tea shop.
He went to buy the bubble tea, did not he?
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