Chapter 23

“Why Moalboal?” He asked after she suggested that they should visit the white sand beach there.

“Because it was nice and I’m sure that you will love it there,” she insisted.

Max didn’t like to venture outside because it was hot and the humid weather was giving him a headache. “If you insist, then we’ll go. How are we going to reach this place? By car?” He inquired.

“No. We will just take the bus,” she was excited as she imagined herself sitting on a bus with him, and the other passengers would definitely swoon at his handsomeness.

“How far is the bus terminal from the hotel?” He questioned her a little more, to make her realize that he didn’t want to go.

“Hmmm about twenty minutes by jeepney,” she answered.

“All right,” he gave up and let the woman boss him around. “Then, we should leave now.” He added.

“Right,” she said and retrieved her phone and wallet from the bedside table, then they went down to the lobby, and out of the hotel to wait