Maxim draped the trench coat over her body and buckled the seatbelt.
''What's the meaning of this?" Diana asked hesitantly, ''Was my guess right or wrong?"
And much to her dismay, he went back to ignoring her as he stepped on the accelerator.
Diana pouted. Did she do something wrong? She even suppressed her grievances and stood up for him when they mentioned his past lover. It was fine if he was not moved to tears, why was he irked instead?
On the way, she tried to speak a few more times but eventually, she zipped her mouth when he did not respond.
Diana curled up on the seat. Why was it so cold?
Suddenly, the temperature in the car rose.
She stole a peek as Maxim turned off the air conditioner.
Diana sighed. What a grumpy man. On one hand, he was treating her coldly without a reason, and on the other hand, he was being so considerate. Should she be annoyed or touched?
Ugh.
