CHAPTER 600: 596, NOW YOU KNOW FEAR

"So... when were they standing there?" Titus Zane asked tentatively, and Alder Locke turned back to look ahead, in the night, Titus Zane didn’t notice the mocking smirk on his face.

"When we came back."

Unexpectedly, Titus Zane shivered, not knowing if it was because of wearing too little or from worry.

If they had been standing there from the start, she and Nathan Moore... they would certainly have noticed, the car was shaking so violently at the time.

How embarrassing!

As if seeing through the awkwardness in Titus Zane’s heart, Alder Locke turned his gaze to her again and hesitated before taking off his down jacket and wrapping it around her, tightening it forcefully, saying, "I really shouldn’t feel sorry for you, should just let you freeze to death!"

Women who can’t stand being lonely.

Titus Zane didn’t know why Alder Locke cursed at herself like that, but she could tell he was displeased.

The two walked quietly forward, and as they entered the gate, Titus Zane felt a bit guilty, even lowering her head quite low.

"Ha, now you know to be embarrassed?" A mocking voice sounded beside her as Alder Locke’s smile toward the front was indecipherable, "I just can’t understand, can’t you stand being alone? Do you women get so restless that you can’t go a day without it?"

Titus Zane...

Stopped walking and tightly clutched her hands in the pockets of the down jacket, then turned to look at an unhappy Alder Locke and reminded him.

"Alder Locke!"

"What’s wrong?" The latter turned around nonchalantly, facing Titus Zane’s warning gaze, stretched out his arms to wrap them around her arm again, and as they walked forward, he smiled and said, "Don’t take it to heart, I’m a straightforward person,"

Glaring at Alder Locke, Titus Zane didn’t respond, and just as she turned back, she heard Alder Locke continue, "I understand, women in their thirties are like wolves and in their forties like tigers, it’s normal to have needs."

Titus Zane...

Why did she feel Alder Locke’s words were so sour?

Just as she was about to say something, two beams of light came from behind, and Abigail Zimmerman’s sedan stopped next to them.

After the car window was lowered, Abigail Zimmerman slightly poked her head out, "From a distance it looked just like you two, I didn’t expect it really was you. It’s so cold, why haven’t you gone back to change into some warmer clothes before coming out for a walk? Hurry up and get in the car, don’t catch a cold!"

"Aunt, I..." Titus Zane smiled briefly, just about to walk to the sedan, when Alder Locke discreetly wrapped his arm around her.

"Aunt, you go ahead back, Titus Zane is just very fiery inside, she wanted to cool down a bit outside."

Abigail Zimmerman looked at Alder Locke, now dressed in normal clothes, and then at her niece, wearing a formal dress underneath an overcoat, and skeptically began, "Titus Zane..."

"Ah, I’ve cooled down enough," Titus Zane elbowed Alder Locke in the chest, took advantage of his unpreparedness, quickly walked past him, pulled open the car door, and sat down inside.

Alder Locke hesitated for a moment, then squeezed into the back seat as well, thinking why should he be freezing if he gave away his down jacket.

"Aunt, how come Grandpa and Uncle haven’t come back yet?"

"Your uncle is still socializing, and your grandpa is back too, but was stopped by the gatekeeper for some matter."

Suddenly, Titus Zane’s heart alarm sounded, being stopped by the gatekeeper outside...could it be they are going to report to Grandpa...about her and Nathan Moore...

Anxiously, Titus Zane subconsciously clutched tighter inside the overcoat; she wasn’t worried about Grandpa making things difficult for her, but was concerned they might make things difficult for Nathan Moore...

"Aunt, do you know why the gatekeeper...called Grandpa over to something?"

"Oh, it seems like the old master of the Zimmerman family is playing chess with the gatekeeper..."

Phew, Titus Zane’s heart, previously hanging by a thread, relaxed, and from beside her came a warm breath as Alder Locke moved closer, whispering in a low voice, "Now you know fear, what were you thinking cheating before?"