Chapter 43

Estelle was stunned for a minute.

Birthday?

It seemed so.

It was her twenty-sixth birthday.

Estelle burst out into laughter. Her lift had lately crumbled around her, how could she have remembered?

“You forgot?” The man’s voice held an alcoholic tinge, “It’s alright, I remember it.”

Estelle asked, “Mister, did you drink?”

“Yes, a little.”

“But, the smell of alcohol coming from you is strong. Did you have a lot to drink?”

The man suddenly smiled. “Trying to control me now, are you?”

Estelle hurriedly waved her arms. “No, I don’t have that intention. I know I don’t have the right to do so, I’m just a substitute…Mister, you’re a good person. My father died from drunk driving and I don’t want you to…”

At that point, she felt like what she said was inappropriate. She changed her tone, “I just want you to be safe, you’re a good person.”

The man legs-crossed in the dark. He seemed to have sunk in the darkness. “A good person?”

“Yes, a good person.”

“Good and bad…I think only c