My parents were furious and confronted Rodney for a long time. Rodney kept looking at me, but this time, I remained silent and watched him being scolded by my parents.
When I had recovered a lot, my parents left after half a month.
I returned to the institution the next day. I was a tutor at an educational institution.
I had just finished tutoring one of my students when I heard my phone ringing.
I quietly walked out the door with my phone in hand and picked up the phone.
"Cecilia, where's my car?"
I frowned. Rodney and I each had a car.
After I had a car accident, my car was taken for repair. Rodney's car was bought by my parents.
There was nothing wrong with me driving my car.
However, his words implied that the car should belong to him.
"I drove it. My car is being repaired. Think of a solution yourself in the next few days."
I was about to hang up the phone, but Rodney said, "How about you drive the car to my company at noon? I'll pick you up these few days.”
I was about to refuse when George Collins, the principal of the institution, came over and called my name.
So, I hung up the phone in a hurry.