But when Andrew realized what he was thinking, he wasn't happy anymore. Listening to the steps following behind, he felt remorse.
When Laurence saw Andrew paced up and sensed his indifference, she was puzzled. He seemed fine just now.
"Wait for me, Andrew," she shouted.
But Andrew didn't answer her. So, she had to trot to keep up with him.
When they got to the room, there was already sweat on Laurence's face.
Seeing them come, Corrine put down the newspaper and said, "You all come back. It's time for breakfast. Let's eat together."
"Didn't you ask me to cook?" asked Laurence, pointing at herself. There was confusion in her eyes.
Corrine didn't follow her, "No. Andrew had asked them to prepare breakfast."
Laurence looked at Andrew when she heard that. Soon, she thought of something
