Chapter 139 Wet
She smiled at the picture of her late mother and left.
Vania did not drive to the cemetery. She was in a bad mood, and it would’ve affected her driving. She wanted to walk until she managed to get a ride back to town, but the sky became overcast not long after she came out of the cemetery.
The rainstorm had come too suddenly, and Vania was caught by surprise. Sh*t. She called Theresa and asked her to come pick her up, but the rain seemed to be in a hurry. It was already starting to pour before she could tuck her phone away. Hence, all Vania could only cover her head with her hands and run ahead.
I’ve got to find some shelter. After all, she had no umbrella or raincoat on her.
A woman in plain clothes sprinting at full speed at a cemetery was a terrifying sight, especially when her hair was billowing in the wind.
At that moment, Hanson was passing through the area. He had just come back from a workplace survey, and when Larry saw Vania, his eyes widened. “President Luke! That woman in the rain looks like Miss Vania.”
Hanson was resting his eyes, but he opened them quickly and looked out into the rain to see if Vania was there. He did see her, though he felt curious to find her in the cemetery at this hour.
Larry honked and stopped the car beside Vania. He rolled the window down. “Get in, Miss Vania.”
It was weird to see Hanson here, but Vania did not care. She jumped into the car the moment Hanson opened the backseat door. It had only been a few minutes since the rain started, but she was already drenched. “Thank you,” she thanked Larry once she got into the car.
“Don’t mention it, Miss Vania.” He grinned. “Why are you here alone? Where’s your assistant?”
“I was visiting my late relative, and it started raining all of a sudden.”
A late relative? Hanson thought about the dead guy James had told him about. He also noticed that Vania was looking teary-eyed. Did she cry? The temperature around him dropped several notches.
For some reason, Vania felt a chill run down her spine, and she sneezed. She rubbed her arm and called Theresa to tell her that she had found a ride home.
Larry noticed Vania rubbing her arm, so he said, “I’ll turn the heater on if you’re feeling cold.” He was happy to help his idol out.
“It’s alright. We’re not too far from my home now.”
Larry turned the heater on anyway. “Remember to drink something hot when you get home. You don’t want to get down with a cold, after all.”
Vania smiled. “You’re rather meticulous, I’d say.”
Larry looked smug since his idol had praised him. “Of course. I’m a certified nice guy, after all.”
Contrary to the happy conversation, Hanson was looking absolutely miffed. Did she just ignore me? He held his fist against his mouth and coughed, telling Vania and Larry that he was still around.
Larry shut up right away. I got carried away. He did not have to look around to know that Hanson must be giving him a look that could kill him ten times over.
On the other hand, Vania did not realize that she had ignored Hanson. He managed to remind her about his existence, and she said awkwardly, “What a coincidence.” Well, so much for a natural greeting. She kept looking at her hand to relieve the awkwardness in the air.
Hanson let out a snort. Seeing her looking all drenched was starting to bother him.
