"It's raining so hard, why did you come out to pick me up yourself?"
"The rain was too heavy, and I was afraid you'd get soaked."
Seeing Waylon Lewis had come out to pick up Hope Williams, Wyatt Lewis didn't get out of the car. His face remained somber, and his voice was also pressed low:
"Sister-in-law has already brought you back, I'm leaving now."
Waylon Lewis glanced at him indifferently, "Why do you look half-dead?"
Wyatt Lewis, "..."
Hope Williams tugged at her lips, still wanting to get this guy out of the way quickly. In case Waylon Lewis scolded him a few more times, it would be the death of him.
"You drive safely on your way back."
"Mhm."
Wyatt Lewis drove away.
Waylon Lewis, with Hope Williams in his arm, headed home, "What happened to him today?"
Hope Williams shrugged helplessly, "He's probably lovesick."
"Lovesick? Dumped by your best friend?"
Hope Williams turned her head in surprise towards Waylon Lewis, "You noticed too?"