Pressed his thin lips and glanced at Windsor Myres.
Only felt guilty.
At such a moment, going home felt truly inappropriate.
Very strange, and a sense of guilt.
Windsor Myres whispered, "I love you so much."
"I’m sorry." Camden River closed his eyes, his voice slightly hoarse, "Rest well, I’ll come out early tomorrow to be with you, we’ll spend the day together, go back to Cloud Capital on Monday."
"I’m not staying." Windsor Myres hugged his arm, "I want to go home, take me to the airport, please."
"Now?" Camden River was surprised.
Windsor Myres nodded, "I impulsively came here this morning, my mom doesn’t even know, I’m afraid she’ll look for me tonight and get angry if she can’t find me, might as well go back, and besides, you’re not really with me here."
"I won’t be staying home for many days, especially with what’s happening today, I need to go home and explain, it’s not that I don’t want to be with you..."
"I understand." Windsor Myres covered his mouth, "Just go back, but take me to the airport first."
"Alright." Camden River breathed a sigh of relief.
The two checked out and went to the airport.
Windsor Myres just caught the last flight.
He watched her enter the boarding gate before turning around to leave, the sky filled with evening clouds.
Looking at the clouds on the horizon, Camden River suddenly felt a bit at a loss, this feeling was inexplicable, making it hard to see his own heart, uncertain where their relationship would eventually lead, he couldn’t imagine.
Windsor Myres was beautiful enough, but today’s incident reminded him once again of her capricious nature.
Come and go as she pleases.
She seems to always be like this, doing things on a whim, never looking ahead or considering others’ perspectives. Even when he spoke, she didn’t necessarily understand or grasp his meaning, she has her own principles and rules in dealing with things, others have to follow her lead, or they’ll find themselves hopelessly off-balance.
Camden River sighed and drove home.
By now, it was seven thirty in the evening.
As soon as he entered the hall, he was met with his father’s rather unpleasant expression.
"Dad." Camden River pressed his lips.
"Four hours." Troy River glanced at the time, speaking with a stern tone, "Tell me, is this kind of behavior appropriate? Oh, the girlfriend comes and you want to elevate her to the heavens, after dinner just say a quick goodbye and leave, and return just before nightfall, I thought you wouldn’t come back tonight."
"You’ve misunderstood." Camden River smiled apologetically, "She is, after all, a girl, unfamiliar with people and surroundings here, so I stayed with her for a bit, later took her to the airport, she’s already gone back."
"Simply too casual." Troy River frowned, "How did you pick up such a girlfriend?"
"Little Windsor is just a bit carefree in her nature."
"Sounds nice to call it carefree, but if we’re frank, she’s just lacking self-respect." Chloe Smith also came out from the dance studio on the first floor, looking at him with disapproval, "Cuddling and kissing at the entrance of the neighborhood, how inappropriate is that?"
"..." Camden River lowered his head silently, at a loss for words.
His upbringing since childhood told him that this behavior was indeed somewhat unseemly, inviting criticism.
After all—
In his view, intimacy is a matter between two people.