Chapter 325 Torturing Myself in a Different Way

I frowned and pursed my lips, saying, "That’s hard to say." Idris fell silent, looking at me without a word. The light in his dark eyes seemed to dim a bit, filled with disappointment and helplessness. He was like an abandoned child. Holding the car keys in my hand, I gazed at him and said, "Idris, we can go back together." "I'll walk back," he replied firmly. Watching his retreating figure, I lowered my head to look at the car keys in my hand. There was a slight ache in my heart. I could not help but mock myself. When did I become so childish and ridiculous? This way of venting anger was probably something only I could come up with. Taking a deep breath, I looked up at the pitch-black sky. It was probably eighteen miles from here to Clearwater Residence. It would take quite a bit of physical effort and time to walk back. What was I getting so worked up about, anyway? What absurd behavior! I had never driven Idris' car before, but luckily, all cars were more or less the same. I