Chapter 12 Mrs. Jordan In The Future

Anderson turned his head and finally looked at her face. Dressed up in the beige windbreaker, she still looked so clean and fresh, but there seemed to be a trace of sadness deep in her eyes, which was caught by his keen eyes. His eyes were a little serious, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded slightly. "Yeah, I drank a little." Clarissa forced a smile. Anderson was really good at telling lies. The smell of the alcohol was so strong. How could he only drink a little? Obviously, he had drunk a lot! However, she had no standpoint and was too embarrassed to care about him, so she pursed her lips and did not say anything. David turned around and asked her with a smile, "Miss Chapman, where do you live?" Clarissa told him a address and David searched it on the map. Then he started the car. No one spoke in the car. Clarissa put her hands on her legs with her fingers crossed and looked out of the window. Claris