Chapter 142

Abel drove Ruth’s car on their way back.

Ruth sat in the passenger’s seat, while the roses lay on the back seat.

The small car was filled with the fragrance of roses and a long-period of silence.

Ruth was happy when they left, but, perhaps because of the silence, she was starting to feel a little awkward.

Now that this happened, how should they live together in the future?

Should she increase his pocket money?

After all, she did not expect this to happen before their marriage.

They had never made any sort of contract related to this either.

She turned around quietly to look at him. Abel’s face looked to have been chiseled out of marble, which made him look cold. But when the dim street lights shone on him, they cast a warm glow on him.

When they first got to know each other, she thought that he was a cold man who was born with an air of superiority.

Even when they did the most intimate things, he was still untouchable and unreadable.

However, at this moment, she sud