"Stop right there, do you hear me?" Arthur moved with anger, his voice growing cold.

"What the hell do you want?" Emma inclined her head to look at him.

"I'm going to drive you to school!" The two of them stared at each other for half a day before he spat out those few words.

"What?" Emma froze. Was he that kind to drive her to school? It couldn't be some kind of conspiracy again, could it? Driving herself halfway there and dropping her off, never to care again, and by then, she should be late for school again.

"No way!" Emma decisively refused.

"You dare?" Arthur gritted his teeth....