Chapter 92

When Tiffany saw Jenson, she instinctively took two steps back. She assessed him before saying, "You..." "I've been playing basketball all night," Jenson said, dribbling the ball twice with a playful smirk. His face was sweaty, but his expression was one of exhilarated realization. "I finally solved some problems that had been troubling me. I just finished playing basketball, saw you, and thought I'd say hi, but ended up getting cursed at instead." "I wasn't cursing you." "Really?" "Yes." Jenson grinned. "Well, that makes sense. I didn't dump you; I'm the one who got dumped." Tiffany was rendered speechless. He looked her over. "Heading to work?" "Yes." He pulled out a set of car keys and twirled them around his finger. "Need a ride?" Tiffany was curious about what kind of car he drove because she hadn't seen it before. However, he walked toward a bicycle parked nearby, stashed his basketball in a bag hanging from the bike. He pulled a jacket from the basket, folding it ne