CHAPTER 9

　　Henry turned around and his gaze finally focused on her face.

　　The little woman in a beige trench coat still looked clean and fresh. However, there seemed to be a trace of sadness in her eyes that had not completely faded, and had been captured by him.

　　His eyes deepened. He didn't say anything, and only nodded slightly.

　　"Well, I drank a little."

　　Zoe forced a smile.

　　The man was really good at lying. With such a strong concentration of alcohol smell in the car, how could he drink just a little?

　　He clearly drank a lot!

　　However, she was not in the position to care about her, and was too embarrassed, so she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

　　Jack turned around and asked her with a smile, "Miss Zoe, where do you live?"

　　Zoe recited her address for Jack to enter into the vehicle navigator before starting the car.

　　There was a dead silence in the car. Zoe crossed his fingers, her hands in her lap and tilted her head toward the window.