However, Dakota didn't pay much attention to these minor incidents.
She enjoyed the movie with Lailah, then linked arms with her and walked out of the cinema.
"How do you get home?"
Lailah, munching on her popcorn, looked at her, "Should I drive you home?"
Dakota blinked her lustrous eyes, jingling her keys, "I'm driving myself."
"Alright." Lailah chewed on the popcorn Dakota found too sweet, "As expected of the precious princess of the Pineda family, buying a car right after returning home."
The two friends walked side by side to the underground parking garage.
Lailah spotted the ice berry pink Porsche at once, knowing it had to be Dakota's.
She loved pink so much.
Moreover, not everyone could afford such a rare color of luxury car.
"Just got it." Dakota pressed the key fob.
The lights of the pink car flashed twice obligingly.
After all, she needed a car for commuting, and Greta never skimped on providing for her needs.
Greta had recently stood her daughter up and realized she missed her registration day, so she quickly transferred a large sum of money to buy a new car for commuting.
Dakota never hesitated to spend her mother's money.
Spending it lavishly.
Lailah cast envious glances at the pink Porsche, "If I hadn't driven my own car, I'd really want to hitch a ride tonight."
"Next time." Dakota winked her left eye.
She glanced at Lailah while opening the car door, her glance seductive, "If we go to the movies again, don't drive. I'll pick you up."
Lailah responded with an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
True to their friendship.
Considering the promise of a ride in the Porsche, she decided to hold off on questioning about the ring for now.
But Lailah suddenly remembered that night.
"Alright, Dakota."
"What's wrong?" Dakota rolled down the driver's window.
"Well..."
Lailah stumbled over her words, "Remember that night we went to the auction, and you dragged me to drink?"
Dakota nodded lightly.
Lailah looked troubled, "Um… you should know that ever since you were little, you have a habit of picking on someone randomly when you're drunk, right?"
"How so?" Dakota hadn't realized, "Did I do something to you when I was drunk that night?"
Lailah: "..."
It didn't matter what she did, but Lailah looked at her more seriously.
"As a good friend, I feel obligated to remind you."
Lailah leaned against the window, "That night, it was Curtis who came to the bar to pick you up. I saw you two hugging, and you seemed to… want to kiss him."
Dakota: "????"
"Aww... Lailah!"
Hearing this, Dakota's eyes widened, and she nearly exploded, "You must have seen wrong!"
But Lailah nodded confidently.
Dakota felt a sharp jolt, like an electric shock, run through her soft and vulnerable heart. She nervously gripped the steering wheel, suddenly recalling what had happened that night...
That time, she was also drunk.
And then she committed the mistake she always made when drunk – harassing someone!
When she was younger, it was Lailah.
Later when I was studying in Italy, I was flirting with pretty female classmates.
But on the day they registered...
She accidentally harassed Curtis!
The image of the steamy encounter in the bathroom that night, and the fear she felt upon waking up and seeing his face so close.
And the bite mark on his collarbone.
And the red marks from her scratches...
No way!
The more Dakota thought about it, the redder her face became.
No wonder Curtis has been acting strange these past few days and asked if she wanted to stay in the wedding house. Was it because she harassed him when she was drunk last time...
"Dakota."
Lailah reached out to poke her cheek, "What's wrong with you? Your face and ears are so red!"
"No!" Dakota perked up instantly.
She hastily started the car, "I would never harass him. You must have been wrong, definitely because you drank too much and had hallucinations!"
"I, I, I..."
Lailah wanted to say something, but Dakota didn't give her any chance. With a stomp on the gas, the beautiful pink luxurious car sped away.
Lailah: "..."
She waved her hand due to the exhaust fumes, "It's just bad drinking habits, no need for such a big reaction, right?"
Lailah shrugged in confusion, grabbed her keys, and drove out of the mall's underground parking lot without giving it much more thought.
Wait a minute.
But halfway through, Lailah felt something was off.
Dakota's reaction was very strange.
If it were the old days of bickering with Curtis, she would have proudly and confidently said, "Yes! So what if I did harass him!"
But what was that shy look about just now?
Oh my god...
Lailah opened her mouth in surprise.
Could there be something between them?
……
Dakota was still blushing and her heart was racing on the way home.
"For some inexplicable reason, with Lailah's unintended reminder, she began to recall the intimate moments in the bathroom on their wedding night, vividly remembering the feeling of Curtis's breath on her face...
The man bent his neck to look closer at her.
His lips, extremely sensual, moved slowly, his Adam's apple rolling as if he wanted to kiss her.
But he still asked uncertainly, "Are you sure? Dakota, are you clear about who I am?" "Dakota, do you see who I am?"
So gentlemanly...
Though this man was usually a jerk, he respected her at times like this, even if she was the one who initiated it.
And that day, they didn't end up kissing.
He didn't take advantage of someone in a vulnerable position.
Even though both of them had stripped down in a moment of uncontrollable passion, Curtis managed to hold himself back from going all the way.
Dakota rolled down the car window.
The cool evening breeze did little to dissipate the heat she felt or erase the images from her mind.
It was too intense, too tempting…
Especially after Lailah reminded her about the night she had gotten drunk and acted improperly with Curtis.
"Wuuu..."
What exactly did she do to him that night?
Whatever it was, she ended up in his bed the next morning, pretending to be a happy couple.
No wonder Curtis misunderstood…
She even accused him of being an attention-seeker!
Dakota slumped onto the steering wheel, trying to calm herself down. Even though she had arrived at Huabiali, she didn't get out of the car until she had fully composed herself.
No, no.
How could she be thinking about these things?
They're supposed to be enemies!
Their marriage was arranged by their parents, and it's unlikely that Curtis would develop feelings for her.
Dakota closed her eyes and calmed down for a moment.
She decided to take a shower.
Sometimes a shower can help one regain clarity.
But what Dakota didn't expect was that as soon as she turned on the shower, a sudden explosion occurred.
"Pound——"
"Ahh!"
