"Don't worry, we won't miss it." Logan Bennett glanced at the rearview mirror, saw that both of them had buckled their seat belts, and immediately stepped on the gas, "Sit tight."
The car roared out of the residential area, heading toward the airport on the nearest and most unobstructed route.
Ivana Bennett sat in the back seat, holding her two shoulders, occasionally glancing at her wristwatch.
Sitting next to her, Summer Gardner looked at her daughter's expression, first making a face, and then a surge of heartache followed.
Who hadn't been young? Who hadn't fallen in love?
Back in the day, just like her daughter now, hadn't she herself also gone madly in love? Naturally, she understood her daughter's feelings.
"Alright, stop checking. Your dad's surely taking the fastest and shortest route, we'll definitely be able to catch up."
"Mom," Ivana turned her face to her, "I'm sorry. I...I promised to spend New Year's Day with you."
