Outside the campus, the moment for them to separate finally reached. Although they were both reluctant to let go of each other's hand they had no other choice but to do it.
Inside the car, Amos sitting in the backseat beside Mr Finley couldn't take his gaze off the lady whose distance from the car was widening every minute.
"If you are worried about her we can as well drop her off at her destination. We are not in a rush after all...,"
"My men are secretly watching her so that won't be necessary...,"
"If that's the case then why do you have that look on your face?" Mr Fin asked, his gaze glued on Amos' gloomy face.
"If not that I saw you both holding hands earlier I would have concluded that you are acting this way because you broke up with her," Mr Fin said playfully.
He had hoped the playful guy would bash him but to his surprise, Amos didn't scold him as he expected.
