He looked at Ariana and said politely, "I wonder if I'm qualified to drive you home, Miss Edwards."

Ariana pretended to think for a minute before finally giving him her address.

Although they were both aware that this was all just a game, they just couldn't get enough of this.

When they got to the apartment building, Ariana got out of the car first. She didn't leave immediately, however. She took a few steps leisurely, waiting for the man behind her to follow.

When Theodore caught up with her, Ariana turned to him and said with a frown, "Do you think it's appropriate for you to spend the night at a lady's house after just a first date?"

Theodore's smile widened and his fingers gently tapped on the armrest of the wheelchair. He seemed to be deep in thought. Finally, he spoke.

"But what should I do? I also happen to live in this apartment building."

“All right then." Ariana faked a pitiful sigh, turned around and walked on. Theodore followed.

When they entered the elevator, there were several people who all lived on different floors of the same building. Standing in the corner of the elevator, Ariana acted like she didn't know Theodore.

Theodore, meanwhile, couldn't help but cast several furtive glances at Ariana, who made no response, and didn't even turn to look at him. She was acting like they were total strangers.

Theodore became a little sulky. He wanted to hug her so much.

Finally, they arrived at the floor where they lived. At that moment, there were only the two left in the elevator. Ariana exited the elevator first and walked to her apartment without even looking back at Theodore.

“Are you not going to wish me good night?" Theodore couldn't pretend they were strangers anymore. He seemed on edge judging by the way he was controlling the wheelchair.

“We just met each other, Mr. Anderson. Aren't you a bit too impatient?" Ariana asked, looking at Theodore with detached expression.

Theodore pursed his lips and did not answer. He felt a little restless and began to regret having started this game. This game was no longer fun at all.

He lowered his head in dismay. He had no other choice but to tun the wheelchair and head toward his apartment.

As he tured around, Theodore heard the sounds of rushing footsteps. He whirled around to find Ariana walking quickly toward him. An irresistible feeling of ecstasy washed over him and a charming smile appeared on his face.

Theodore naturally reached out to hug Ariana. But to his dismay, the latter only put a piece of paper in his hand. Then she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Good night, Mr. Anderson."

After Ariana left, Theodore stayed there for a while longer. A long moment passed before he finally opened the paper he had unconsciously crumpled up. On the paper was a phone number he knew just too well.

Beside the number was a small heart.