“Are you feeling okay?" Erick asked, noticing her discomfort.

“Thank you for your concern, Dr. Foster. I'm fine," Elin replied formally and accepted the can.

Her voice carried a tone of detachment.

"Don't call me like that. Right now, I'm just a guest lecturer since I'm focusing on the company's affairs," Erick corrected her.

"Understood, Mr. Foster," Elin responded, using a different formal title.

This only seemed to irritate Erick further.

“Elin, are you deliberately trying to annoy me?" Erick asked sharply, fixing his gaze intently on her.

Elin appeared taken aback by Erick's words. She lowered her gaze, looking gentle and submissive. “Of course not, Mr. Foster," she assured him.

Despite her denial, Erick was convinced she was acting deliberately.

Erick remembered a similar situation when he had introduced Dayton to Elin. She hadn't objected then and had indeed started dating Dayton.

Back then, Dayton lured Erick to the scene and asked if Erick would object to his marrying Elin.

Erick gave a neutral reply and Elin quickly accepted Dayton's proposal. They were married within days.

Erick had felt deeply upset at that time, but he felt helpless to change anything. Reflecting on this, a wave of anger surged within him.

In truth, when Dayton sought Erick's opinion, Erick responded, “I have no objection, but ultimately, it's Elin's decision."

Regrettably, neither Dayton nor Elin didn't seem to take his statement to heart.

"Call me whatever you like," Erick said dismissively.

With those words, Erick restarted the car, and now drove at a noticeably faster pace.

Having eaten little that day, Elin's face grew pale from motion sickness. However, she clenched her teeth and bore it silently.

When they reached their destination, Erick got out of the car and slammed the door behind him. He didn't, however, forget to take Elin's suitcase out of the trunk.

Watching Erick from behind, Elin felt a wave of confusion as she observed his tall figure. Did Erick want her to address him as she did in the past?