Cris left in a hurry after dinner, not letting Brix drive her. Brix watched her leave in haste, wondering why Cris wouldn't let him drop her off to where she was going. He heaved a sigh, wondering if it was a sigh of frustration or relief since he had been unable to tell Cris the truth.
"I will tell her tomorrow," he whispered as he stood up to clear the table.
Cris bit her lower lip as she typed a message to Brix. She must keep Master Jack's condition confidential so she could not allow Brix to drop her off at the hospital.
[I'm sorry for rushing out like this. There's an emergency with a friend of mine and I don't want to bother you about it. I will see you tomorrow. Have a good night's sleep.]
[No worries. I will see you tomorrow Cris. If you need a pickup, just message me otherwise please call me as soon as you are home safe.]