Chapter 120
Kaleb’s face became even more unpleasant, his voice grew colder, and with a hint of anger, he repeated the question, “Where are you going?”
I didn’t want to talk about my family matters with him, but I was worried. It wasn’t a solution to keep dragging time like this, “Go to my brother’s house. Laci might have been scammed, and the police couldn’t convince her,”
Kaleb sighed, his tone lightened a bit.“I’ll walk you there.”
“No need.”
“Give me two minutes.”
“No need; I took a taxi…” My words weren’t finished when Kaleb walked in, grabbed my arm, and dragged me towards home. I was dragged back home and was pressed down on the sofa.
“Wait for me for two minutes,” Kaleb commanded, “Don’t leave.”
Two minutes later, Kaleb came out wearing a brown casual sweatshirt paired with black trousers. He walked straight to the entrance cabinet, took the car keys, and changed into white casual shoes. “Let’s go.”
I stood up from the sofa and hurriedly followed. The two of us took the elevator straight down to the garage. Along the way, I was feeling anxious; the air pressure in the carriage was somewhat low, and it was unusually quiet.
The late–night streets were relatively clear, with the orange light from the street lamps shining through the car window, reflecting off Kaleb’s handsome and cold profile. He was focused on driving when he suddenly spoke, breaking the silence, “Are you planning to pursue a Ph.D.?”
I gave a slight start, turned my head to look at him, and felt my heart inexplicably flutter. We didn’t have much communication on a regular basis, and we rarely met. How did he know then? My silence was like a voice.
Kaleb added, “I saw that you left your notes in the living room.”
I suddenly realized, “Oh!”
“You were so busy, and yet you had time to pursue a Ph.D.?”
“I would try my best to make time for studying.”
“Laci was scammed; it would have been of no use even if
you
had gone.”
“Family members had an accident, so I had to go and see if I could be of any help.”
“Um.” Kaleb responded, not saying anything further. The carriage fell into another moment of silence. Our communication has always been like this, shallow and brief, with a sense of an invisible barrier, keeping the two of us in this distant and indifferent relationship. I have already gotten used to it.
