After ensuring a safe distance, I replied softly, "It's stuffy inside. I came out for some fresh air."
He paid no attention to my resistance. Behind his glasses, his eyes held a gentle smile that made me feel even more guilty.
During those years abroad, I owed much to his care, which helped me stand firm.
But I couldn't give him what he wanted.
"Saw him?" he asked.
I bit my lip, surprised that he brought up Shaun himself.
Wilbert knew something about what happened between me and Shaun.
Wilbert and my brother were classmates. During those years abroad, I often subconsciously mentioned Shaun.
I had even indirectly tried to find out the truth about the bullying.
Unfortunately, Wilbert knew little about it, and he had a distant relationship with Shaun. I had to give up.
Facing his question, I could only nod and change the subject.
"Just had a drink, feeling a bit tired. I think I'll head back. Tomorrow, I have to visit my parents in my hometown."
I came here today because the bar owner was Wilbert's friend. He arrived late, and that was how I ended up meeting Shaun and the others.
Wilbert didn't insist, and he drove me back home.
He offered to accompany me to visit my parents.