Chapter 67

Genevieve was stunned. She felt like she had just gained a new understanding of Tristan. Meanwhile, Tristan leaned back in the passenger seat, his eyes closed as he rested. His facial features were sharp and defined, and even with his eyes closed, he exuded an intimidating air. Genevieve didn't dare to disturb him and automatically sat in the driver's seat. "Get out!" Just as she sat down, he suddenly said the two words. She looked at him in confusion. "Are you sure you really don't need me to be your designated driver?" "No," he replied without even lifting his eyelids. Genevieve gave a soft "oh" and obediently exited the car. Her sudden obedience seemed to make Tristan even angrier. He opened his eyes and glared at her. "Actually, you don't want to leave because you want to stay in their dorm so that you can take care of Alexander, right?" She was speechless. Tristan had a unique way of thinking, and he even seemed a bit crazy. She actually wanted to go back and sleep, but