F1 Champion's Perfect Crash: When Love Takes The Final Turn novel Chapter 70

I turned around and coldly looked at him. "Mr Strakovski, is there anything else?"

"It's not a big deal. Just stay away from James in the future. He's not someone I get along with,” Lukas said with a frown.

"All right, Mr Strakovski, I understand." I nodded.

Then I left.

Lukas rubbed his temples, feeling uncomfortable with my attitude that night.

I returned to my room, tossed the sleeve link on the bedside table, and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, Lukas stood in place for a while before going to the guest room to take a shower.

After the shower, he stood at the entrance of the master bedroom for a few seconds, thinking about the conversation he had with me. He couldn't help but feel that even hugging me to sleep didn't feel quite right.

He turned around and walked towards the guest room.

Before going to sleep, he popped a mint candy into his mouth. Since he quit smoking, occasionally having a mint candy had become a habit.

He thought about how easily he fell asleep while hugging me the previous night and believed he would fall asleep quickly again.

However, he tossed and turned for over three hours, unable to find sleep.

Lukas grew restless, sitting up in bed. Thinking of me in the next room, he hesitated for a few seconds before finally giving in and taking two sleeping pills. Only then did he cover himself with the blanket and try to sleep again.

The following day.

During breakfast, Lukas suddenly asked me, "What shower gel do you use?"

I was startled. "I don't pay much attention. I just use whatever I have around."

"Now, what brand are you using?" he asked again.

I told him the name of the shower gel.

Lukas asked another question. "Do you use body lotion?"

I frowned, not understanding why he suddenly asked this.

I shook my head. "I don't have that habit."

"What shampoo do you use?" Lukas seemed restless, as if he hadn't slept well.

I gave him a puzzled look, wondering why he cared about such things. Suppressing my emotions, I calmly told him the name "Kerastase."

Lukas nodded and took a few more bites of his breakfast. He seemed a bit absent-minded and then prodded, "What about perfume? Do you use it?"

Facing such a weird question from Lukas, I didn't know what to say.

I finished my breakfast quickly and replied, "Sorry, I don't use perfume. It's not my habit."