On the other side, Byron drove Wendy away from the Fuller household.

Wendy sat in the passenger's seat. She was still acting, gaze lowered as she wiped her tears. She was sobbing as she hoped to gain Byron’s attention.

Byron, of course, noticed the sobbing individual beside him, but he was not prepared to say anything.

After all, he already knew the reason for Wendy's fight with Henry. If he really were to say something, it was likely that Wendy would only cry more.

Seeing that she had not gotten a word of concern out of Byron after crying for so long, Wendy’s heart gradually cooled down and she stopped sobbing. She turned her head and looked out the car window, pretending to be upset.

Seeing the scenery outside the window, Wendy's expression suddenly changed. She turned back and there was still tearfulness in her voice. "Byron, it's late, aren't we going home yet?"

Hearing this, he replied without changing his expression, "I'll reserve a suite for you. You can stay there for two