Outside the airport, in the car, the sound of the plane taking off filled the air. Sonny pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff in anger.
The car quickly filled with smoke. Carlee watched his reaction quietly, sensing his foul mood.
“Sonny, you didn’t want Mr. Shaw to leave?” she asked.
He took a long drag on his cigarette and replied, “He whipped me one hundred and thirteen times in the prison in Eurfrica.”
Sonny was unhappy that he couldn’t exact revenge on Kyson for the pain he had caused him.
Carlee smiled faintly.
“I heard you’ve beaten him countless times under Mr. Payne’s orders. I reckon he got more than just one hundred and thirteen lashes, right?”
“You’re right. Now that I think about it, he might have been even more injured than me back then. So, I guess we’re even now,” Sonny said magnanimously while he smoked.
Carlee covered her mouth, suppressing a snicker. Though he could be ruthless at times, he also had a tender side. He wasn’t all bad.
The smell of tobacco soon became overpowering in th
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e car, making her feel slightly uneasy.
Sonny continued to smoke, oblivious to her discomfort.
She pouted and grew annoyed in an instant.
Clearly, he had no idea how to take care of someone. She was still in the car. Why didn’t he control himself from smoking?
A mischievous glint sparkled in her clear eyes as she suddenly leaned over and snatched the cigarette from his hand.
“What are you doing?” Sonny asked.
“You Look so cool when you smoke. I want to give it a try too,” she replied innocently and placed the cigarette in her mouth just as he did.
“Wait! I’ve already put it in my mouth!”
His expression changed drastically, and he was about to reach out to stop her. But with the cigarette between her lips, she took a drag, paying no mind to the fact that it was coated in his saliva.
“Ahem…”
She couldn’t handle the smoke and started coughing.
“You’re too young to smoke. Don’t learn that from me. It’s not fun!”
Sonny patted her back to help her catch her breath.
“Well, if it’s not fun, then why do you smoke? I’ll learn to like whatever you like!”
Her face reddened from the coughing fit, and her clear eyes remained fixed on him with determination.