Chapter 91. The Possessive Allan

Eve was behind, just as Allan bent down to get something like a cigarette. Allan didn't really like fishing! That's why he brought cigarettes; he would definitely die of boredom there! But luckily, Eve was with him this time.

Allan felt his ear, which was hot from Eve's shouting.

"Can you not yell in my ear, Eve? It hurts like hell!"

"Sorry! I'm just surprised! It's so far away...so what are we riding?" Eve asked curiously while reflexively stroking Allan's ear, which she said hurt.

Allan smiled. Eve was always sweet and caring to him, even without him asking.

"You'll see for yourself! Come on, let's go before it gets too late!" Allan and Eve left the room with Allan locking it. This time, he had installed a special key lock for his room; he didn't want an incident like yesterday against Eve to happen again—and for his privacy, of course.

Allan and Eve walked out of the house, where Mr. Sam was waiting with two horses.

"Can you ride a horse?