Chapter 40: He Is My Relative

The other women in the shop also had the same awestruck expression as Nina.

While George was undeniably eye-catching, he didn't even come close to Gerard who was the most
popular and sought-after man in Binfield.

Shaken by the turn of events, Michelle sighed heavily as she left the shop with her colleagues.

It was not until they reached the cafe that Nina came to her senses.

Gripping Michelle’s hand, she asked curiously, "Michelle, what's the relationship between you and
Gerard? Is there something going on between the two of you? I could sense something fishy between
you two.Tell me honestly."

"Don't tell me you're just friends.I am not that naive to believe you,"

Nina continued to ask when she failed to answer instantly.

Michelle struggled to come up with an answer that would satisfy Nina's curiosity.

Wishing George could save her from the unwanted interrogation, she turned to him with helpless eyes.

However, George's answering look was that of cluelessness.He didn't know how to change the topic
without being obvious.

Besides, he was also interested to know the status between Michelle and Gerard.

Men got curious from time to time too.

Especially when it involved the woman they had feelings for.

George could still remember the time when he came across Gerard and Michelle at the hospital gate.



Back then, they interacted like they had known each other for a long time.

"Michelle, answer me!" Nina yelled impatiently.

"He's my relative," Michelle managed to say.

She sipped water from her glass to keep her throat from drying up.

"Relatives?" Nina repeated in disbelief.

She didn't expect that answer at all because she thought that Gerard and Michelle might have been
past lovers.

"Yes, he is.We don't know each other very well, though.We're more of nodding acquaintances.You
know ‘Chelle’ is my nickname and only my family calls me that, right?"

In an attempt to keep Nina from asking further, Michelle brought up her nickname for added effect.

Nina seemed to buy her explanation and nodded.

"So you're indeed a relative of Gerard!"

She finally dropped the topic and focused her attention to the fashion magazine she had.

Meanwhile, George looked out the window to speculate about Michelle's answer.

‘‘Relatives? Only a fool like Nina would believe that.’’ Since George had met Michelle's two sisters, he
was sure that either the two women or Michelle was lying.

Nevertheless, he already knew the answer just by observing Michelle's panic-stricken face.



Sometime later, Nina and Michelle were engrossed in the latest fashion trends they were reading on
the magazine.

Occasionally, George would put in a few words to express his own thoughts.

The three of them had a worthwhile conversation and it made Michelle forget her unexpected running
into Gerard.

No one noticed the shadow of a sleek black car slowly driving by their window.

Inside the car, Gerard narrowed his eyes and stared longingly at the woman sitting by the window.

Michelle held her delicate chin and looked out the distance.

On the table was a cup of her favorite honey citron tea.

He still remembered how often she drank it to the point that even he developed a liking for honey citron
tea.

Its taste was a mix of sour and sweet, exactly like his situation right now.

Sour was the words he left unsaid while sweet was the joy he felt when he saw her again.

‘‘Chelle, I wonder how you're doing “ he muttered to himself.


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