Jean's Decision

In the parking lot, Rachel quickly found Alan's car.

After catching her breath properly, she didn't forget to tidy up her clothes as she walked over. Like a girl in love, she walked towards her favorite man step by step.

In the car, Alan was seen smoking with the window half open.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his elbows stuck out the window, and his chiseled cheeks stood out even from behind the white mist. His eyes still looked lazy as ever.

"Mr. Alan," she greeted, then waved at him with a smile from outside the car's window.

Alan raised his eyebrows, then he turned to the chair beside him as he continued smoking.

This wasn't Rachel's first time getting into his car. She opened the side door and got into the car without hesitation.

Just as she sat up straight, a puff of smoke caught the cool night breeze on her face, and she unconsciously coughed while covering the tip of her nose.