In the afternoon, after work, Ethan came by to invite Clyde for a round of golf.
The post-work entertainment had nothing to do with Hannah, as she wasn't his personal assistant. She gathered her belongings, ready to leave for the day.
"You should come too," Clyde said, but Hannah continued to pack her things.
Clyde repeated patiently, "Ms. Carter, you should come too."
Hannah looked up, puzzled. "What would I go for?"
Ethan chimed in, "Yeah, what for?"
Clyde lowered his eyes. He didn't want to be too close to Hannah, but he was truly scared of Hannah's inexplicable injuries. Only by keeping her in sight could he be at ease.
"Are you interested in her?" Ethan's eyes widened.
Hannah's face went pale. As Clyde's close friend, Ethan undoubtedly knew Clyde well. His question indicated t
