Chester reached out his hand, trying to check the temperature on her forehead, and Alice Robinson's body suddenly stiffened, then quickly dodged away.
Chester looked at his empty hand and couldn't help but recall Alice Robinson's coldness in the morning. She seemed angry, avoiding his gaze all day long, even avoiding any physical contact.
When she's with Rachel, she's all smiles, which indicates the problem is with him.
Chester parked the car by the roadside.
He scrutinized Alice Robinson's profile, trying to find a clue beneath her indifferent exterior.
"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong and make you unhappy?" Chester held Alice Robinson's pale, smooth hand, gently stroking each finger.
Once again, Alice Robinson coldly withdrew her hand and tightly embraced Rachel.
"I'm fine, please drive," she stared straight ahead, maintaining her cold demeanor.
