"I see. Sit still." Belinda concentrated more as she drove. She only slowed down after ten minutes since the car before hers was slow.

  "Why is there a traffic jam late at night?" Duke scrunched his eyebrows impatiently. He didn't like such slow phase but couldn't do anything about it because there were just too many cars ahead.

  "There may be an accident." Belinda didn't like to wait either. It wasn't long though before they heard an ambulance siren resonated the place.

  "Yeah, or there wouldn't be a traffic jam in the middle of the night." Duke showed no interest in the accident. He leaned back on his chair and closed his eyes. The cool breeze kissed his face.

  The ambulance had passed but the traffic jam hadn't eased. Belinda was annoyed. Fortunately, the wide road wasn't blocked completely. Ten minutes later she finally saw what happened. It was the same Rolls-Royce that overtook hers earlier that had an accident and crashed.

  "Oh, my God! I cursed the driver out of anger. I never expected him to really have an accident." Duke also saw the car which hit the tree at the roadside. It was fortunate though that no others were hurt. That could have made his guilt eat him if ever.

  "It's a coincidence. Hope the driver is fine." Belinda shook her head. She called Duke and picked him up because she was afraid that he might drive while drunk.

  "Anyway, I don't have much sympathy for people who don't even cherish their own lives." Duke disapproved. The Rolls-Royce was severely deformed and he wondered who the driver was.

  "Do you know why I didn't allow you to drive back personally? That's why." Belinda slowly drove past the accident. Some people parked their cars and watched what caused the road-block. Belinda wasn't interested in it.

  "Do you care about me?" Duke stared at Belinda. She was very beautiful but acted like a man. That was the reason why others e

  h when Duke wasn't home. Duke moved to pick the medicine bottle.

  "I am not in a hurry. Dry your hair and dress first." Belinda looked at his dripping hair with worry. It was chilly in autumn. Duke might catch a cold.

  "Are you shy?" Duke smiled playfully before he reached for another towel to dry his hair. It was easy to fix his short hair, unlike Belinda who had to use a hair dryer to dry her long hair.

  "Not at all. I have seen your naked body before." Belinda rolled her eyes. Her face reddened but she still showed a tough streak.

  "Oh? Really? You must know my body well." At his words, Duke untied the bath towel around his waist and smiled evilly. Belinda screamed and quickly covered her eyes with her hands as he expected.

  "Bad man!" Belinda turned around and didn't dare to face him.

  "Didn't you say that you knew my body well? Well, just to this extent?" Duke went to the wardrobe to look for pajamas. If only Belinda could open her eyes, she would see that he was wearing a pair of briefs. He wasn't as naked as she thought.

  "I'm not as cheeky as you are, " Belinda whispered, "I'm not a lustful woman! I don't like to stare at your lower body! Only peeping Toms will do such a shameless thing. I don't have that perverted hobby."