When she finished speaking, she continued without pause, "It's just that, I no longer have any relationship with Mr. Moreland, so I would appreciate if Mr. Moreland could respect me in the future, and please show some self-respect as well."
Owen Moreland watched the girl's defiant face intent on setting clear boundaries with him, although he was clearly very angry inside, he couldn't help laughing out loud and lightly changed the subject, "Let's go."
He meant to give her a ride back to school.
Amelia Clarke smiled, "I'll take the subway back myself."
Owen Moreland took a drag of his cigarette, crushed the butt under the sole of his leather shoe, and said nonchalantly, "Then take the subway."
Amelia Clarke stood still, not moving.
Owen Moreland glanced at her sideways, "Do you want me to carry you?"
Amelia Clarke: "..."
Usually, between ten and eleven o'clock, there were still many people in the subway station.