"Throw it away!" Kendric drops a word and turns the steering wheel gracefully away from the damp, dark shantytown.
"Throw it away? Throw what?" Anne does not understand.
Kendric raises his eyebrows, grabs the bag from Anne and brushes it out the window!
"What are you doing? There are my clothes in it!" Anne is furious! Why does this man always be so bossy and never care about what others think?
"I will take you to buy some now." Kendric proudly says,"You are embarrassing me by wearing those clothes. My woman can't be so shabby!"
"My woman," for some reason, Anne suddenly feels a faint throb. She has been feeling lonely since her father was ill. Kendric's words give her the illusion that she can count on someone. Although, that person, just her sex lover, a gold lord.
Today is weekend and shopping malls are filled with bustle of crowd, Kendric's tall straight figure and his handsome face often attract the attention of others.
