Marvin’s movements paused again.
He turned his head and looked at me, as if complaining. “Didn’t you ask me to take your bestie home? Maybe it was her smell that got on me.”
“Really?” I flipped through the album and handed it to him casually. “Do you know what I just found?”
“What?” Marvin asked me patiently.
“Don’t you have to put up a memory album for your wedding tomorrow? I found your high school graduation photo!”
I pointed excitedly to the corner of the first row.
“Look who this is? Fiona!”
At that moment, Marvin’s face lost all color and his body was shaky.
I smiled innocently. “You are actually old classmates? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Marvin, who was always calm and composed, finally showed a rare panic on his face.
He quickly grabbed the photo back and the sharp edge of the photo cut a long wound on my palm.
He ignored me and just explained, “Really? I don’t remember it. At that time, I was only focused on studying. How could I care about which female classmates were in the class?”
I raised my eyebrows and smiled. “No wonder you were able to get into medical school. It turns out that you spent all your time on studying.”