When we left the hospital, the young master and I sat quietly in his car for a while. He took the medical report for safekeeping. Besides, I didn’t want to take it home for fear that my parents my see it and ask. They’ll definitely want to send Mr. Tyrone to jail. As for me, I just wanted to forget the whole thing. Besides, the young master assured me that Mr. Tyrone was not allowed back to the mansion anymore. I didn’t know how or what the family talked about, and I didn’t really want to ask. I just don’t want to talk about it.
Zac: “Where do you want to go?”
Sarah: “Huh? Uhm, I don’t know.”
Zac: “Do you want something to eat, or would you just rather go home?”
Sarah: “Uhm, I don’t want to go home yet.”
Zac nodded and said, “Okay.”
He brought me to a small restaurant where he procee
