Andrew looked weirder when he heard Laurence. He knocked her hand off and walked away.
He knew his feelings for Laurence now and felt agitated. He was not like himself now.
He walked to the car and opened the door, saying, "Get in."
However, he didn't hear the reply. He thought Laurence would follow, but he turned around and saw nobody.
"Laurence?" He sounded worried.
He ran to the hotel and didn't see Laurence there.
He was worried and started to look for Laurence around.
At this point, Laurence looked at the woman who held her with confusion.
"Why are you holding me?" she asked drunkenly.
"Don't ask, honey."
The woman touched Laurence's face as she spoke, sighing that this man did have fair skin and even she was jealous of "him".
"Let go of me."
Laurence felt sick of her
