Bella Acker sat stiffly in the passenger seat, slowly turning her neck mechanically to look at Damian.
Did the car… just jolt?
Finally understanding what Damian meant earlier, Bella Acker's face heated up suddenly, turning a bright shade of red.
Oh my god! She could die from embarrassment!
She… she wouldn't do something so embarrassing in the car! Dam… Damian…
Bella felt like she would spontaneously combust, her small, reddened face glaring at the driver for a good while, before finally squeezing out a sentence, "Dam… Damian, you're terrible!"
"Acker the Puppy, I was just explaining someone else's thoughts to you, I didn't say anything else."
Bella accused him with her big, round eyes, "You're just as bad as saying it outright, making me think…"
"Think about what?"
Think about what it means for the car to jolt!
"Think…" Bella blushed, unable to say anything.
He's a bad guy! He must be doing it on purpose!
Bella was almost dying of anger and embarrassment.
