If I only had some doubts before, now I could be sure that Eileen did it on purpose. She was trying to interfere with my relationship with Gavin.
"No, I can't give them a chance to be alone. Eileen is very skilled at dealing with men. Many wealthy young men have fallen for her. What if Gavin also falls for her?"
I'm a bit tired today. Let's just go home." I opened the passenger door and sat in.
They both were stunned for a moment. Neither of them expected me to change my mind suddenly.
"Okay, don't push yourself too hard," Gavin said.
I sarcastically remarked, saying, "Miss Solomon, why don't you sleep during the day? You work at night anyway."
I had to say my words sounded a bit offensive.
Eileen ignored my offense and explained with a smile, saying, "It's okay. I'm just a bar manager. I won't do much physical work."
"Tsk, why are you talking like this?" Gavin nudged me with his elbow.
"Are you speaking up for her?"
I had an urge to curse at him, but I caught a glimpse of Eileen in the back seat. "No, this is exactly the result she wants to see."
I gritted my teeth and held back.
"So, you can pretend to be innocent, and so can I."
Eileen took the initiative to talk to me.
I responded with a forced smile.
From time to time, she would chat with Gavin and shift the topic to him.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was just two good female friends chatting, with one's boyfriend joining in the conversation.
Only girls who were during it could sense the various inexplicable meanings in the air.
I secretly calculated that I either had to go back and clarify with Eileen or find a new place to live tomorrow. In any case, I couldn't let the situation continue to evolve. After all, people with ultimate motives were worse than thieves.
On the way upstairs, I rehearsed a script in my mind, preparing to confront her as soon as I entered the room. Regardless of whether she had any ulterior motives or not, I had to state my position first.
As soon as I opened the door, I was dumbfounded.
My mom and my younger brother were sitting on the sofa. Their dark shirts were covered in rural dust and the wind. and sand from the journey.
After Eileen exclaimed, she was about to call the police.
I quickly stopped her, saying that these two were my family members.