Florence's breath was shaking as she sat down in the car with Jaemin behind the wheel. He was looking around him to see whether there was anything or anyone suspicious, but he couldn't tell or see anything. He sighed out and started the engine of the car and drove away while Florence was clutching tightly onto the coffee holder.
He looked down at her grip and then at her facial expression. She looked bothered and scared. Jaemin wondered if he had made her life restrictive in some sense by becoming his wife and that feeling brought him to a dark place he didn't even want to go to either. That would make him push her away, because that would have been the last thing she wanted.
He dialled Jinwoo's number. "Yes, hyung?" Jinwoo greeted his brother and Jaemin could already hear him chuckle
