Chapter 1287

Anthony met Charmine’s suspicion-filled eyes and gently caressed her face. “Sit properly.” He then sat by her side and reached out with his large, warm palm to hold her small palm. Charmine turned back to look at him. She asked, “Anthony, what’s wrong?” He was absent-minded since the night before, and he never told her what it was about when she asked him. Anthony’s expression was gentle as he held her hands tightly. “It’s nothing.” Charmine glared at his tightening grip and frowned. “You make me feel as if I’m about to leave you.” Anthony jolted at her words but reached out to ruffle her head. “What are you talking about?” Charmine looked at him in confusion, but Anthony merely leaned on the chair, his hand still on hers, and closed his eyes. At the thought that he was probably tired, Charmine did not bother him as she leaned against him, silently staying at his side. The car ride was very quiet as they were on the road. Everyone was absorbed in their own world