Chapter 11 Feeling guilty now, sir!

• Emily didn't look back like the other day. Bash expected she would and kept his eyes glued to the bus until he lost sight of the bus. What did she think of herself? That he couldn't make it wherever he wished to without her help? Who asked for her in the first place, anyway? It wouldn't have happened to him if she hadn't chased after him with her heavy steps in the dark until she was out of breath and failed to catch him. Bash snorted coldly at her in his mind and turned his gaze from the road to the taxi to his side.
• Bash wondered why that man didn't throw those useless cards away or call her back to take them back. But the glow in his eyes was undeniable. Spiked up the curiosity in Bash's mind, and he wished to know what kind of treasure the driver had got in his hand, which had him choose them over the piles of cash in his way for his bravery. Either way, Bash would give him what he deserved, even when the driver pissed him off with his denial to give him a lift to the airport to see off his Eline.
• "What did she give you?"