On the way back, in the car, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.
Mu Yan sat in the passenger seat, her eyes fixed on the road ahead, trying to minimize her presence.
Since leaving the hospital, the two had not spoken a word.
The silence between them seemed to wait for the other to speak first.
Mu Yan felt incredibly guilty at this moment, after all, she was the one at fault.
It would have been better if he confronted her, but his hanging silence made her extremely uncomfortable.
This torment lasted for half an hour until the car finally arrived at the villa entrance.
Jiang Jingheng got out of the car without a word and took the suitcase out of the trunk.
Mu Yan got out of the car and as she saw him approaching, she immediately turned and walked toward the door.
With him in front and her behind, maybe it wouldn't be awkward, right?
Unfortunately, after only a few steps, her hand was grabbed by his large hand.
She was pulled back to his side, following him inside.
