"Otherwise, you'll threaten me again? Henry, you're threatening me now, aren't you?"
She replied in a bad mood. Who said she didn't play her role? They were divorced, and she was trying to live her life properly. Who was the one that forced her into a relationship in public and forced her to live here?
It was him, Henry!
Soon, Henry returned to the office. Luz looked away and pretended that she didn't see anything.
Henry could naturally see her every move through the transparent glass window. A mocking sneer flashed across his eyes.
"Henry, I'm a little thirsty."
Emily pouted and leaned over again. She looked at the man in front of her carefully. He seemed to be in a good mood when he said, "I'll ask the secretary to bring you coffee."
After that, Henry picked up the phone and said, "Secretary Boone, make me a cup of coffee."
Luz hung up the phone, biting her lips with her white teeth. She was a secretary, not a coffee runner.
His fingers were tapping on the glass impatiently, so she reluctantly headed towards the pantry.
She made a cup of instant coffee and took a deep breath before knocking on the door of his office and going in.
When she entered, she was greeted with a surprising scene. Henry had Emily pinned against the table in a suggestive position. It was clear what they were intending to do with this position. It did not help that Emily's clothes were barely hanging on to her body.
"Mr Maynard, here's the coffee you asked for."
She felt as if her heart had been stabbed with a knife and was bleeding profusely, but she managed to hide the pain and put down the cup of coffee on the table as if she never seen anything.
"Secretary Boone, thank you for your coffee."
Emily thanked her with a smile, but she had a smug look in her eyes. So what if they were husband and wife? Her husband was flirting with another woman right in front of her. It was like they were never married, and soon she wouldn't even be.
"You're welcome. If there's nothing else, I'll go out first."
Luz kept her expression indifferent, but she didn't look at either of them at all. Even if she and Henry were divorced, this situation was still embarrassing. She kept telling herself that he was just another meat sack that she had no interest in, but she still felt as if something was weighing on her heart.
But logic and pride made her hold her head high as she turned and left, her high heels clicking out a steady rhythm.
Henry looked coldly at her leaving figure. "This damn woman! How could she be so unbothered seeing him and Emily in such a scandalous position!"
Very good!
When she returned to her office, her face was burning with pain and she looked very embarrassed.
However, the floor-to-ceiling window between their offices hid nothing. She could even feel Henry's cold gaze boring into her through the glass.
She lowered her head and looked at the documents in front of her calmly, but she couldn't read a single word on them. If she could, she really wanted to leave this office so that she could show her pain, but she couldn't.
She couldn't let Henry see the pain hidden in her heart. She didn't want to be fragile.
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