Under normal circumstances,
walking home with a beautiful girl late at night is a very relaxing and enjoyable thing to do,
especially in the romantic setting of a snowy evening.
But for Ronald, this seemed to often not apply.
The two were walking back to Greenwich, with Audrey closely following Ronald, her gaze almost constantly fixed on his back.
Although her smile was gentle, and she wasn't much of a talker,
anyone with sense could tell that her unwavering attention must include her own schemes.
Not to mention that Ronald had quietly inquired with the exhibition people earlier.
Usually, the church would send a priest to pass on information, so why was it that today, of all days, it happened to be this nun he knew?
The key to this matter made it hard not to have some meaningful speculations.
A four-kilometer journey.
They hadn't even walked half the distance, and Ronald was already feeling the road stretch on endlessly.
If possible,
