Roger looked over Oliver's shoulder and felt even more uncomfortable when he saw the young woman who had been talking to Oliver following him panting.
"The dog in the store suddenly had an accident, and I was in a hurry to get back." Roger said in a stiff tone, "I thought something was wrong with you, so I left by myself."
"What happened?" Oliver held his wrist tightly, not allowing him to refuse, and pulled him towards his car, "I'll take you home."
"No, you're busy with your business." Roger nailed his feet to the ground and mouthed behind him, "Don't you still have a date?"
Oliver looked back at the young woman, frowning: "I'm not busy."
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