CHAPTER 4
MIASince my car had been at the mechanic since last week, I slid into Michael’s passenger seat and rested my hand on the middle console, finally able to let out a nice, long sigh. “How was work?” I asked.
“Good,” Michael said tensely, starting the car.
I arched a brow at him and waited patiently for him to continue because he definitely had more to say. After a few minutes of silence, he turned onto the main road.
“Who was that at your lab?” Michael asked, brow raised ever so slightly. “I saw you talking to him at your graduation too.”
My gaze fell upon the windshield, and I frowned. “That’s Cam. He’s an assistant in Dr. Xiao’s lab with me.”
A few more tense and awkward moments passed, and then Michael cleared his throat. “I don’t like the way he looks at you,” he said, han
