Tristan Grayson got in the car first. Seeing her still standing there, he reminded her with clear dissatisfaction, "Aren't you getting in?"
"Oh…" She snapped out of her daze, pulled open the passenger door, and got inside.
Once she was inside, Tristan Grayson turned the wheel and drove away from the Grayson Family's villa.
Just as they were about to enter the city, Tristan Grayson finally spoke. "Tonight, find an excuse to tell Mom and Dad we can't stay the night."
"Why? Now that Grandma's gone, aren't we supposed to hold a vigil?" she asked, frowning in confusion at Tristan's words.
"If you want to hold a vigil, no one's stopping you." 'Of course he was supposed to hold a vigil, but he knew that if they stayed, his parents would definitely force him to share a room with this woman.'
'Over the next few days, they would be forced together even more.'
'So, he could only fail his grandmother.'
