[Oh my god, are you two actually together?]


    Winona''s head was buzzing. She didn''t reply to the texts. Instead, she turned and red at Keaton.


    "Are you insane?! Did Ie back for you? I came back for Janelle and Richard! And besides..."


    Keaton cut her off. "Coming back for my parents is the same asing back for me, isn''t it? It''s all rted to me!"


    "How is that the same?!"


    "It''s exactly the same!"


    Winona gritted her teeth. If she weren''t driving, she would have kicked him!


    If she said she came back for Janelle and Richard Huber, her agent wouldn''t think twice. Allen knew how close she was with Janelle.


    But saying she came back for *him* made it easy for people to get the wrong idea.


    And to top it off, he said he just lost his appetite. Her secretly rushing back for such a minor issue was something only couples did!


    And probably only couples in the honeymoon phase!


    And he actually told someone else that she was his nightmare! And forbade others from calling her that!


    What were people supposed to think?


    They would definitely assume they were together!


    Winona didn''t know if Keaton was genuinely clueless or just ying dumb, but she scowled at him.


    Keaton shed her a cheeky grin. "I know I''m handsome and nice to look at, but you''re driving. Eyes on the road, please."


    Winona: "..."


    Before she could lose her temper, Keaton added, "I was genuinely touched that you came back. I spoke to your agent, first, to have your back so she wouldn''t chew you out. Second, if there were any real damages, I wanted to take responsibility."


    Winona shot back irritably, "That doesn''t mean you should say I came back for you! And you definitely shouldn''t say I''m your nightmare! You even stressed that I''m *your* nightmare, not hers..."


    Keaton interrupted her again. "I didn''t like hearing her call you her nightmare. I don''t want to share a nightmare with her. You''re *my* nightmare, so you can''t be anyone else''s."


    Winona: "..."


    He was talking absolute nonsense, but for some reason, she couldn''t formte aeback.


    After a long, frustrated moment, she grumbled, "From now on, when I''m on the phone, you are not allowed to interrupt!"


    Keaton was very agreeable. "Fine, no problem."


    Winona took a deep breath and looked ahead. They had arrived at City Hall.


    She pulled the car over to the side of the road and said to Keaton "Call Beatrix and see if she''s here if she her toe over to you."


    Keaton asked, "You''re going to talk to her in the car?"


    Winona neither confirmed nor denied. "Just make the call."


    Keaton did as he was told. The moment he dialed, Beatrix answered immediately,


    her voice tinged with anticipation. "Are you here?"


    "Yeah, I''m at the entrance. Where are you?"


    Beatrix emerged from the building, phone in hand. "I''m at the entrance too. Do you see me?"


    Keaton spotted her and frowned. "I see you. My car is parked on the side of the road. Come over here for a second."


    Beatrix nced in their direction but didn''t move. "I''m in line, I don''t want to lose my my spot. "You should just get out ande over Conte


    Keaton: "..."


    He hung up and told Winona, "She won''te over."


    Winona pursed her lips. She''s cautious. A smart cookie.


    "Get out of the car and go pretend to throw up by the side of the road. Right there, at


    that spot."


    Keaton: "I don''t feel like throwing up right now."


    "Just pretend. Go on."


    Though he didn''t know what she was nning, Keaton obeyed.


    walked a few steps toward the


    entrance of City Hall and bent over, dry-heaving by the roadside content


    Seeing this, Beatrix hesitated for a few seconds before hurrying over. "What''s wrong?"


    Winona''s lips curled into a cold smirk. She put on her sunsses and a mask, then pushed open the car door.


    With her hands tucked into the pockets of her trench coat, she strode toward Beatrix on her high heels.


    Beatrix was so focused on Keaton that she didn''t notice Winona approaching from behind until she was right there.


    Beatrix frowned, about to speak, when a sharp pain exploded at the back of her neck.


    She crumpled, unconscious, right into Winona''s arms.


    Keaton was horrified. "What—what did you just do?"