Chapter 140 Ethan Is a Faithful Person

Holding the USB drive, I was torn about stashing it. If it vanished, Ethan would totally know I swiped it.

As I hesitated, someone bumped into me, and the drive went flying into the sink.

Before I could grab it, a redhead started puking into the sink, and the drive slid down the drain with the vomit. I was floored!

The redhead kept puking, and I felt both desperate and crushed.

It wasn't until she had nothing left to puke and was gasping for air over the sink that I finally stood there, dumbfounded, holding the unwashed suit.

After standing there forever, I finally moved to another sink to wash the suit clean.

When I walked out of the restroom, Ethan was waiting for me outside the door. Seeing he was alone, I asked, "Where's Oliver?"

He replied, "I had a waiter help him downstairs. He's probably passed out by now."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the washed suit from me, but I held onto it tightly.

He looked at me, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

I stammered for a bit and then said softly, "The USB drive in your pocket, I accidentally dropped it into the sink."

I expected him to blow up, but he didn't. He just paused for a moment. A look I couldn't read flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently, "What's gone is gone. Let's go."

I figured the USB drive had to be important, but he just brushed it off with a simple "what's gone is gone."

He didn't try to take the suit from me again and walked ahead. I quickly followed. We didn't go much further before we stopped.

Nearby, a greasy-faced guy with a voluptuous woman in his arms was walking towards us. It was Mark from the court.

He saw us too, first looking surprised, then smiling.

"What a coincidence."

His gaze swept over me, and he said with a sarcastic smile, "Seems Ethan is quite the sentimental man."

I got the hint in Mark's words.

The last time we had dinner, Ethan brought me along, and this time, I was still the one by his side. Mark was a player, thinking everyone was like him.

Ethan quietly took my hand and smiled faintly at Mark.

Ethan said, "Mark, tonight's expenses are on me. Enjoy yourself. We have things to do, so we won't be staying."

"You're generous."

"

mouthful of white teeth. The hand he had on the woman's shoulder squeezed her face, and she playfully pushed him away, making him laugh heartily. Seeing him so pleased, it seemed Lacey's scheme against him last time hadn't

quickly left the bar

suit to the dry

was very quiet and wondered

the sink and pulled out the drain pipe in time, we might still find the USB drive." I suddenly looked up at him. "Why don't we

car was filled with a suffocating

window reflecting in his eyes. I didn't know

a long while, he finally

But in the following days, he indeed didn't seem angry or upset about

I suddenly got a

seen with her at the hospital, drove up

within that hour and got into her car with my

be in her thirties. She was very elegant, probably influenced by

me from getting bored. So it didn't feel like a long drive before the car

getting out of the car, I followed her into the

snow, but

led me

was exquisitely designed, with a touch of

sofa, flipping through a magazine, with a thick stack

the assistant said as she walked over to

and smiled at me, gesturing to

"Please, have a seat."

nodded politely, walked over, and sat

gentle smile. "I've been meaning to invite you over to

my hand. "You're too kind. Saving you

common topics

she wanted to cook a meal for me herself to show

someone of her

sitting there waiting for the food, so I

stove was steaming, and a pleasant aroma

asked what she was cooking, and Aurora said it was a

was very skilled at chopping and stir-frying, so I couldn't help

vegetables. "I cook whenever I have time. The

few light but nutritious ones and a pot of

eating should be light, which was good

of her youthful

the meal, Aurora and I chatted in the living room for

a poster on the coffee table

Aurora was accepting apprentices?

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