This time, I was used to her excuses and let go of the pointless argument.
"Yeah, that's good. Get some rest early," I said, washing my hands and heading to the guest room to change clothes.
"Levi," Isabella stood up and walked toward me. "I got you a promotion gift and wanted to celebrate with you yesterday…"
"Thanks," I said, taking the beautifully wrapped gift box from her hands.
Inside was a tie. Since I was already wearing a shirt, I casually put it on.
Isabella widened her eyes at me. "Aren't you a germaphobe? You always try new things after a shower."
I paused. "You still remember? I thought you didn't notice. People change."
I rarely brought it up. If someone cares, you don't need to mention it. If they don't, mentioning it won't matter.
I looked at myself in the mirror. The pattern was nice, so I decided to head to the guest room to rest.
Seeing I was about to leave, Isabella hurriedly spoke, "Levi, I misunderstood you yesterday. I thought you were following me, and…"
I interrupted her.
"It's fine. It was a bit of a coincidence. If I were you, I'd probably think I was being followed too. Don't stress about it. I'm a bit tired today, so I'll head to bed."