His Domineering Lover
Chapter 802

They got to the parking lot soon, enjoying each other's company very much. One bodyguard came to her with an umbrella, apologizing for their negligence. "It's all right. No one knew the rain would be so heavy," Tracey said casually.

The bodyguards stared at the man beside her warily. "He gave me his umbrella and walked me here. I'll give him a ride. You can go now," Tracey said. "Yes, Miss Tracey."

In the car, Tracey asked Adam where he lived.

Adam told her the apartment that she used to live in.

The address sounded very familiar to her somehow.

As Tracey was about to set off, the rain poured down violently. Everything ahead was a blur.

"It's too dangerous to drive now. What about waiting for it to slow down?" Adam inquired.

"Okay. The flipping rain." Tracey frowned.

Adam was very happy that they got stuck in the rain.

But he nodded in agreement.

"Would you mind if I eat in the car?" Tracey took out a piece of cake.

"No, go ahead. Have you not had dinner yet?" Adam asked.

"I have but some invidious guy on the table ruined my appetite," Tracey mumbled through a mouthful of cake.

Rocco's face came to her again. She frowned with revulsion.

Adam intently watched her eating like a cute squirrel.

"Why is that guy invidious?" He continued on her topic.

"Well, he's arrogant and poisonous." She was not supposed to talk so much with a stranger but she just blurt out her thoughts.

It was her instinct to trust Adam.

Adam knew the guy she was talking about was Rocco.

Tracey gobbled up the cake quickly and then took out another piece.

She eats way more than she used to do, Adam thought, watching her with tenderness.

Feeling his gaze on her, Tracey cringed a little. She was supposed to give him a ride home.

"Emm, would you like some?" Tracey said embarrassedly.

"I'm not hungry now," Adam said gently. In fact, he didn't have a preference for sweet food. He ate desserts sometimes because Tracey liked them.

After she finished eating, Adam reached out to wipe the crumbs from her mouth.

Tracey was startled and then flushed. "I can do it myself," she said, flustered, wiping her mouth rudely with tissue.

Adam was amused by how she looked like a panicked little bunny.

"It's drizzling, let's go." Tracey was desperate to get rid of the subtle atmosphere in the car, while Adam just kept considering her side face. Before the silence in the car became unbearable, Adam opened his mouth and started talking about the topics that would intrigue Tracey. They chatted enthusiastically along the way. Tracey was amazed at the way they talked like confidants.

Both of them would like the conversation to continue when they arrived at Adam's apartment.

"Here we are."

"Well, it's still early. Would you like to come up and have some coffee?" Adam asked.

Although Tracey liked him very much, she didn't want to look like an easy girl.

"Thank you, but I'm afraid I have to go home now," Tracey politely refused.

Adam felt upset, but he was aware that this conversation was already a luxury for him. Going overboard now would make him look like a pervert. "Okay, drive carefully on your way back."

"Okay, goodbye."

Adam watched her car until it disappeared in the night. He knew they would meet each other soon.

Tracey's heart was still beating very fast.

She shook her head resignedly. "Not the right time," she mused, "I need to find the father of my babies after all these."

She took a bath after going home. She had planned to do some research on Bumblebee Corp, but it was already ten o'clock.

So she went to bed directly. She lived a very healthy life now.

She had tried to stay up late but it turned out her head would pain as hell the next day.

She had a very beautiful dream this night, in which she was in a fanciful amusement park.

She rode a horse into the sky. Behind her was the man's broad and warm chest. His embrace gave her a sense of security.

She turned back but the man had a veil across his face preventing her from seeing him clearly.

His voice was melodic and warmth from him made her feel like basking in the sun.

She was still smiling when she woke up the next morning, wishing that dream could last forever.

Who is that man? She wondered. Maybe he was the father of her babies. She felt frustrated that she failed to see his face.