Chapter 249 Honey, tell me where you are?

Fate had already laid out the choices and the consequences.

I lay back in the van's seat, exhaling deeply, my grip on the phone so tight it creaked.

If Betty had ended her lovemaking with Michael immediately after my call, dressed quickly, and rushed over, even a traffic jam wouldn't have stopped her from making it in time.

Was there another unforeseen mishap?

Clinging to a sliver of hope, I didn't drive away.

Instead, I watched the school entrance, wondering if Betty would show up.

But she never called back.

Minutes turned into hours.

Betty didn't return.

Finally, a familiar black Accord pulled up at the school gate.

The car stopped not far from the entrance, and after about half a minute, Betty emerged.

Her appearance was immaculate, as if the scene I had witnessed in the video was just a dream.

She was an hour late, an hour during which she must have continued her intimate encounter with Michael.