Chapter 422 Stay Out of Trouble

I wished with all my heart that he was doing fine before returning my attention to Jeremy who was now sitting in the driver’s seat of the car.

“Thanks,” he thanked me softly.

Just like I had feared, the conversation died down without my attempt to keep it alive. I stared out the window of the car at the view of the somewhat busy sidewalk that passed by while I failed to understand how things could get so awkward between Jeremy and me. Usually, our conversation flowed easily and naturally. From our past interactions, we had built up a reasonable amount of trust and friendship between each other, at least, that was what I thought.
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“Thenks,” he thenked me softly.

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“Thonks,” he thonked me softly.

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