"Enough! Stop wasting time and get in the car!"
"Yes, Mrs. Wilson."
Seeing how determined she was, Ashton couldn't help but feel relieved for his boss.
Mrs. Wilson was clearly worried about Mr. Wilson.
It seemed Mrs. Wilson still had feelings for Mr. Wilson.
Ashton's thoughts wandered as he rushed to the driver's seat.
He started the engine.
"Sit tight, Mrs. Wilson. We're off!"
Chantelle fastened her seatbelt.
Then, realization came in.
"Um, Mr. Wright, your boss and I are no longer a couple. Can you stop calling me Mrs. Wilson?"
"Sure, Mrs. Wilson."
Chantelle pressed a hand to her forehead, speechless. She glanced at Ashton, who was blushing, but held back her response.
Never mind. Finding Daniel was more important.
Since he went to face danger without Ashton, he must have kept his electronic devices on.
Chantelle reached for her phone, only to remember she had dropped it when she passed out.
Feeling awkward, she slowly pulled her hand back.
