Chapter 844 Take Me Along? I Can Pay
Timothy was unusually quiet, sneaking a glance at Monica.
Monica covered her mouth, "What are you talking about? When did I ever say I liked him?"
Penelope grinned, "I never said you liked Timothy. I just said you liked this type. You brought up Timothy, so clearly, he's on your mind."
Monica stomped her foot. "Penelope! You've changed!"
"Yeah, I got prettier, didn't I?"
"Ever since you and Kelvin got back together, you've become even worse!"
Penelope nodded, "We're married now, so it's normal for us to rub off on each other. Just wait until you and Timothy..."
"Hey!" Monica cut her off, raising her voice.
Penelope stopped, knowing she'd pushed enough. Any more, and Monica would really get mad.
Seeing Monica like this, Penelope smiled to herself. It was fun teasing Tina during the day and Monica at night, watching them both get all shy and flustered. It was especially entertaining!
Women in love are all the same!
Penelope figured she must have been like this before, which is why Monica often teased her. Now it was her turn to laugh at Monica!
Plus, Penelope realized that although she was shy too, she was much stronger in matters of romance than Monica and Tina. They blushed more easily than she did. It seemed Kelvin had toughened her up. He was quite the expert, often saying shameless things!
"Alright, alright, I won't say any more. As long as you both know what's going on." Penelope pointed, "The car's over there, let's go."
"Let's go. I've been craving that barbecue place we used to go to. When we were in Crystal City, I thought about it day and night, even dreamed about it, drooling!"
"Good, I figured you'd want barbecue, so I reserved a spot."
Timothy pushed the luggage cart, silently following behind.
The driver approached, "Mr. Foster, let me take that."
Timothy finally let go, hesitated for a moment, then spoke, "You two are going for barbecue?"
"Yes."
"Would you mind if I joined you?" Timothy raised an eyebrow. "I can pick up the tab."
Penelope didn't answer, instead looking at Monica. The decision was in her hands!
"No, we don't," Monica refused. "We can afford our own barbecue, thank you for the offer, Mr. Foster."
Timothy sighed, "I never thought there'd be a day when I couldn't spend my money."
"If you really want to treat us, just transfer the money."
"Do I look stupid?"
Monica smiled slightly, "Not at all. Let's go!"
She pulled Penelope into the car, not even glancing at Timothy.
Timothy didn't force his way in, didn't act shamelessly, just stood quietly outside the car, watching them leave, even waving.
He knew Monica wouldn't take him along. But asking gave him a sliver of hope. What if?
It turns out he was overthinking it. Women can be so ruthless, leaving him behind at the airport.
Well, he could only go find Kelvin, have a drink, and vent a little.
Unexpectedly, Kelvin didn't answer his call!
"Fuck," Timothy muttered, "Am I really going to spend my first night back home alone?"
The car sped down the airport highway.
Monica kept glancing back.
"What are you doing?" Penelope asked. "Can't bear to leave Timothy?"
"What do you think? Of course not!"
"Then why do you keep looking back?"
Monica replied, "I'm worried Timothy might grab a cab, follow us to the barbecue place, and act like nothing happened, just sit down and eat with us!"
"No way, right?"
Penelope thought, Timothy wouldn't do something like that, would he?
"There's nothing he wouldn't do," Monica said. "Penelope, you don't know him well enough. He's shameless enough to do it!"
She had to be on guard!
Timothy really might do that!
Penelope couldn't help but look back, too. "So, did he get a cab?"
"No, he's still standing there." Monica breathed a sigh of relief. "In Crystal City, we were together all the time, and we couldn't avoid each other. Now that we're back, I need some time apart from him!"
How could they still eat barbecue together?
What a joke.
"Besides, Penelope, I just want to vent about everything that happened in Crystal City. If Timothy were there, it would be so inconvenient!"
"Alright, vent away, I'm all ears."
"Home is the best, " Monica said, relaxing and happily looking at the familiar night scenery outside the window. I can sleep in my own bed; no more hotels! Yay!"
Penelope looked at her. "In Crystal City, you stayed in the room next to Timothy's, right?"
"Yes!" Speaking of this, Monica couldn't help but start venting. "The company arranged a presidential suite for him on the top floor, but he didn't stay there. He insisted on staying next to me."
"He was probably worried about your safety, being a girl alone. If he were next door, he could be there immediately if anything happened."
Monica was stunned.
She hadn't thought of it that way.
Now that Penelope mentioned it, it made sense. Had she misunderstood Timothy?
Had she taken his good intentions the wrong way?
"You didn't think he was trying to harass you, did you?" Penelope saw through her thoughts. "No way, right? Timothy wouldn't do something so low! Monica, can you think like a normal person?"
"I..."
"Crystal City is chaotic, with lots of crime and not safe. He was looking out for you."
Monica was about to speak when she suddenly thought of something. "No, no."
"What?"
"We worked together during the day, and I practically became his secretary. But evenings were my personal time, right? I had no friends or social life in Crystal City. I only had work. But..." Monica said, "In the evenings, it was either him in my room or me in his!"
Penelope: "What?"
"I could have watched shows to pass the time, right? But he insisted on hanging around. Or he'd use work as an excuse to call me over, only letting me go back to my room when I was too tired to stay awake. Do you think he was protecting me?"
Talking about this made Monica angry.
She was so frustrated!
She hadn't even told Penelope everything.
Think about it, a man and a woman alone in a room, Monica was at such a disadvantage, always on guard against Timothy, in case he did something inappropriate. What would she do then?
Call the police? Scream?
Who would save her?
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