Chapter 13

Her expression froze the moment their gazes connected.

She stood up and moved her head to the other side, swiftly wiping away the tears on her cheeks.

"What brings you here, Mr. Waltson?" When she stared at him, she pretended to be calm.

"Is that your catchphrase?"

After a brief moment of perplexity, she realized she was asking him this question every time she saw him.

"Well, I was just shocked that I encountered Mr. Waltson, who was respected across Philadelphia, there by the side of the road," she scratched her brow.

"Stop saying such lovely things, what are you doing sitting here?"

"It doesn't appear to be illegal for me to sit here."

"Extremely vexing."

"Why? This is a public street."

"From where I'm sitting in the car, you seem like a stray cat abandoned on the side of the road."

Her nose turned up as he said this.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that she was no different from a stray cat. She had no relatives, she had been abandoned, and no one was expecting her...

Her eyes