Touching my neck, I realized that I had come down in a hurry just now and left the scarf on the table.

I, who wasn't in the mood to explain, asked him directly, "Regarding Patrick..."

"It's cold outside. Let's get into the car."

As soon as I said Patrick's name, Shelton interrupted me.

He took out the car key, pressed it, and pointed in the direction of the white car next to him, turning on the lights of the car.

"Let's talk here."

Looking at the car, I had some resistance in my heart.

After all, it was so confined inside the car. What if...

Seeing through my thoughts, Shelton ...