"Two hours."
"Okay." Luna took a deep breath. "I'll send you off at the airport."
"Send me off?" On the other end of the phone, Christian was surprised at the unexpected show of affection. "Aren't you supposed to be celebrating your birthday right now? Why...” He paused. "You didn't go?"
"Yeah." Luna sniffed, "I don’t like celebrating my birthday." With that, she did not say much else and ended the call, hailed a taxi, and headed for the airport.
She did not want to go home to Blue Bay Villa. Neither did she want to go to Anne’s apartment. She did not want anyone to find her. She knew anyone who found her right now would scold her for her actions just now, and tell her once again how much effort Joshua poured into tonight's celebrations. 1
She did not need all that. So, she decided to go send Christian off at the airport. It was late at night, no one would guess that she would go to the airport. Some peace and quiet would be appreciated.
Soon, the taxi slid to a stop outside the airport. After meeting Christian, Luna immediately switched off her phone.
"So you left your birthday party like that?" In the
airport, Christian leaned back on his chair and turned and looked at Luna. "Everyone calls me a kid even though I'm already 19, but someone else already has six-year-old children but is still acting like a child."
Luna side-eyed him coldly and grabbed the lemon juice in his hands, broke the seal, and took a sip. "I came all the way here to see you not so you could give me a lecture."
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