Eugene simplymanded, “Answer it.”


    Mnie parted her lips slightly. She was hesitant. Enjoying the spectacle, Simon urged as well, “Hurry up and answer it. Vi is looking for Eugene, not you.”


    With a light tap on the screen, Mnie quickly put the call on speaker and then ced the phone down. Vi’s voice immediately came through. “Eugene, where are you? Why haven’t youe back yet?”


    Mnie pursed her lips and watched the scenery outside absentmindedly. Eugene responded, ‘ I’m on the way.”


    “Eugene.” There was hesitation in Vi’s voice as she said softly, “I was wrong before. I shouldn’t have gotten mad at you.”


    Eugene nced at the phone. They had reached a traffic light intersection. He paused before saying, “Rest early.”


    “I want to wait for you toe back,” Vi replied with slight anticipation.


    Eugene did not brush her off and simply responded with an “Okay” before hanging up. Simon strained his neck, curious as he asked, “Did you have a fight with Vi?”


    “No.”


    “Oh, please. Why would Vi apologize like that if you guys hadn’t fought? Couples argue all the time. You quarrel at the beginning and make up in the end.


    “She already apologized on her own initiative, so you should let it go,” Simon advised while ying the role of the wise older brother.


    Mnie figured he probably forgot she was still in the car. After all, back when Mnie and Eugene had their own arguments, Simon’s words had been more along the lines of “She’s just some woman, what’s there to make a big fuss about?”


    Mnie had indeed quarreled with Eugene before, or rather, she had initiated a one–sided cold war. However, Eugene had never softened or coddled her. She was the one who had to calm herself down every time and take the initiative for reconciliation.


    Looking back at it now, she found it somewhat ridiculous. How could she have been so clueless about his demeanor?


    When they reached the hotel, it was almost midnight. Simon suddenly received a call from home when they were at the elevator, so he went aside to answer it. Only Mnie and Eugene were left.


    Mnie got rained on slightly when she entered, and her clothes stuck ufortably to her skin. As the surroundings quieted down, her mind became clearer. Feeling physically weak, she leaned against the nearby wall.


    When the elevator doors opened, Mnie called out to Eugene softly. He stopped in his steps, a faint crease forming on his forehead. Leaning against the wall and feeling the effects of the alcohol, Mnie struggled to find her voice.


    She bit her lip and said, “Vi is also in Prime City.”


    Eugene’s gaze slightly intensified. “So?”


    Mnie said, “I want to leave tomorrow. It should be more convenient for you to be with her than with me.


    Eugene stared at her for a while, the corners of his lips pulling into a sarcastic sneer. “So, were you just entertaining me tonight?”


    Mnie’splexion was deteriorating. She had drunk all types of alcohol tonight. She was fine at first since she had taken some sobering pills earlier, but the aftereffects were hitting her now and she was ufortable.


    The hand she used to support herself against the wall began to slide down. Mnie had to exert considerable effort to keep herself from sitting down.


    Eugene stood in front of her and looked down at her figure. “Mnie, you still have some work to put into entertaining people,” he said coldly.


    The lobby was empty, and Eugene’s voice was so very clear. After giving Mnie a cold look, he entered the elevator.


    The elevator door slowly closed, and Mnie watched as the numbers climbed steadily. Her face gradually turned even paler. The cold wind from earlier had induced shivers in her.