[Bonus chapter] Cinderella Story

They walked out of the police station after completing all of the procedures. Angelina was driving the car because Lucy had gone on a ride with Grayson. She didn't want to be the third wheel between them, and even more importantly, she didn't want to torture herself.

Five minutes earlier they Andrew tried to convince her to let him drive the car.

"You must have had a long day." Allow me to drive the car." When Angelina was about to take the wheel. Andrew attempted to take the initiative.

Angelina ignored him and got into the car, taking the wheel. Andrew scratched his nose in humiliation. He appears to have succeeded in making her angry. He sat in the back seat.

"Angelina" He received no response from her.

"Angelinnnnaaa." To get her attention, Andrew began to whine.

Angelina turned to face him, only to give him a dismissive look.

Andrew ignored the look and asked, "Where are you taking me?" with a playful smile, he continued, "Do you intend to kidnap me?" He looked in the mirror and touched his face, and said, "With this pretty face. You have the potential to make a lot of money."

To lighten the mood, he began to crack jokes. But Angelina's deathly glare forces him to close his mouth. It's better to keep his mouth shut rather than digging his own grave. He closed his eyes and began to sleep. He was already exhausted from the events of the day.

Andrew felt that someone shook his shoulder. When he dazedly opened his eyes, the car had already stopped and he looked out the window, he noticed they were outside Angelina's apartment.

He was taken aback and assumed he was dreaming. Why on earth will Angelina invite him to her home? "What are you planning to do with me?" he asked, giving Angelina a suspicious look. "If you want to take advantage of me, I'm completely yours."

Angelina completely ignored him and exited the car, leaving him alone. She didn't have the energy to listen to his stupid jokes. Andrew could only blame himself for his childish behavior.

Andrew got out of the car and followed Angelina. He appeared to have learned his lesson and followed her into her apartment quietly.

He carefully examined her apartment in order to better understand her. He can tell the apartment isn't very big. There appear to be two bedrooms and one hall with a floor-to-ceiling window where you can enjoy the outside view, especially during the rainy season.

He walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window and thought it had a nice view. On the ground, you can see traffic that looks like stars moving. He believes this is her favorite spot in the entire apartment. Looking at the stars in the sky and down there gives a sense of calamity.

"You should eat something." He heard a sound behind him and realized Angelina had bought him some food. He felt a warm current flowing through his body for some reason. It's been a very long time since someone has prepared food for him. When her mother was alive, she always prepared food for him; after she died, he no longer had the luxury of eating at home.

"I can only prepare this much for you since I don't have many ingredients right now." Angelina offered him sandwiches and a glass of milk.

Andrew sat down at the table and took the first bite of his sandwich. He thought this was the best food he'd ever had and devoured it in a matter of minutes. He also drank the milk all at once. He didn't notice that Angelina had left him there while he was busy gobbling his food. He began looking for her. Then he noticed her walking out of the room, holding a box.

That box was the first aid kit.

She sat beside him, gently brushed the hairs from his brow, and began applying the medicine. Andrew wishes he could pinch her cheek as he watches her apply the medicine with a serious expression (only for him Angelina is cute).

"Your only merit is this good-looking face. How will you survive in this ruthless world if you ruin it?" Angelina said this while applying a bandage to his brow.

"I'll find a wealthy wife like you. She will shield me from all the evil people in the world." Andrew said with a broad grin.

"Now tell me what exactly happened today? You're acting as if you've been bullied." Angelina was eager to ask this question. He appeared to be acting like a child, but she could tell there was something in his mind.

Andrew keeps his gaze away from her. He didn't want to bring back her bad memories by bringing up Melissa. "It has something to do with work."

Angelina could tell he was deceiving her. She thought he was a great actor, so why did he act so badly in front of her that she could tell whether he was lying or not?

Angelina had no idea Andrew had never tried to keep anything from her. He was always truthful in front of her.

"If you don't want to tell me, don't tell me. Then forget it; there's no reason to lie to me." Angelina stood up with a straight face.

Andrew began to panic. He assumed she was upset with him because he was attempting to conceal information from her. In an attempt to stop her, he grabbed her hand. Angelina fell into his lap as a result of the sudden pull.

"There's no need for you to be upset. I wasn't going to keep anything from you. It's just..." Andrew started to blabber when he noticed their awkward position. He forgot what he was about to say because she was sitting so close to him.

Click

Angelina snapped her finger to bring him back to reality. "Continue."

"I... I ran into your stepsister." He finally confessed after some hesitation. He peeked to see how she reacted. He assumed she was upset or angry, but Angelina appeared perplexed.

"How did I get a stepsister? What are you cooking in your head?" While poking his head, she said.

"Wait, that hurts." Andrew shielded his head from her ruthless assault.

"Don't even think about leaving in the middle now that you've started telling me what happened. I'm curious what kind of Cinderella story you have in your head."

Andrew had no choice but to take a deep breath and begin telling her what had happened today and what Melissa had told him about her.

Angelina had a rough idea of what happened after hearing everything, but she was perplexed as to how all of this related to his accident.

"How do all of these events relate to your accident? You weren't drunk, so how could you smash your car into a tree in broad daylight?"