"Yes, we're already at the hotel Hazel let out a long sigh of relief and stretched her numb neck.
Tristan looked at Hazel's tired face and said in distress, "Are you tired? You have been too devoted to your work, you workaholic."
"Hazel, don't push yourself too hard. You have me, and you can count on me. I am not very successful, but I can assure you a wealthy life."
Hearing that, Hazel smiled. "I know!"
"Don't worry! I'm stronger than you think, I can take it. It's just fine."
"Hazel.." Tristan sighed helplessly.
"Tristan, are you done packing?"
"Yeah, I'm done packing and ready to go."
Hazel frowned slightly. "I'll be busy for another day. I might not be able to return to the City until tomorrow afternoon.
"And I'll go to Venturas on Thursday morning."
Tristan comforted her gently. "It's okay. You don't have to be in such a hurry. Anyway, my legs can't be worse. It doesn't matter if we are one day later."
