Eugene’s direct words brought an immediate silence to the car. Mnie’s gaze quivered, and she tamped down on her thoughts to answer, “Why are you asking this?”


    Eugene’s dark, obsidian eyes gazed at her intensely, as if he could see through all her lies. “Just answer me,” he said evenly.


    Mnie refused, lifting her face and questioning Eugene with a hesitant tone, “Do you enjoy prying into others‘ private lives?”


    The torrential rain and wind pounded on the car, asionally apanied by shes of lightning. Eugene’s voice was cold as if sweeping over Mnie’s heart akin to the storm outside.


    “I just want to confirm one thing.”


    “What thing?”


    Eugene’s expression remained unchanged; his eyes were deep and contemtive as he looked at Mnie. “You’ve always been good at deceiving people.”


    Mnie’s heart skipped a beat as she almost instantly got what he was implying. He still suspected that the child was his. That was why he asked if she had been with Xander. He was just testing her.


    Mnie forgot one thing – while she considered herself knowledgeable about Eugene, Eugene also knew her equally well. She lowered her gaze but could feel Eugene’s gaze still firmly fixed on her.


    In almost an instant response, she raised her head and looked directly at Eugene, candid and fearless, “Why do you think I’ve been with Xander? And even if I have, what does it matter? Adults have their


    needs.”


    Eugene looked at her. “Of course, they do.”


    Mnie’s eyebrows twitched slightly, her expression cold, “Then I hope you won’t ask such intrusive questions again.”


    Eugene’s expression remained unchanged, and he said nothing. The two returned to the hotel in silence. Mnie went to the front desk to get the room key and then headed back to her room. It was only after locking the door that theposure on her face shattered.


    Once suspicious <b>of </b>something, Eugene would insist on getting to the bottom of it. Exhausted, Mnie sat on the sofa, still figuring out how she would handle things if Eugene insisted on finding an answer.


    She wanted this child, but Eugene… she did not want any further connection with him. Mnie sat on the sofa, pondering for a while before picking up her phone and sending a message to Yvonne. Yvonne replied quickly, saying she would take care of everything.


    Although Mnie felt a bit reluctant, she had no other choice. Moreover, she was tired from the flight, so she simply washed up and went to sleep. It was still raining when she woke up the next morning.


    212


    Mnie had originally nned to organize her documents at the hotel today. She called room service and had her meals delivered. It was not until evening when Xander called that she stopped working.


    “Is it still raining outside?” he asked.


    “Looks like it lessened a bit, but it hasn’t stopped,” Mnie sighed. “Honestly, it’s my first time experiencing a typhoon. I’ve never encountered one before.”


    Xander chuckled softly. “Typhoons are not fun. Be careful at the hotel, stay safe.”


    Mnie acknowledged his concern and took the opportunity to ask Xander about several professional issues she had encountered today. She wanted to ask more, but Xander interrupted, dinner?”


    “Have


    you had


    She had not.


    Dinner had just been delivered when Xander called. Mnie, who had been focused on her work, now realized that the food had turned cold.


    “If the food is cold, ask them to bring you another one,” Xander casually reminded her in a confident


    manner.


    Feeling a bit embarrassed, Mnie nodded. Xander shook his head, reminded her to take care of herself, and then hung up, not wanting to disturb her dinner.