“I’ll go… I’ll wash myself up.” Angela knew that he was a man who stood by his words. She quickly scrambled off the couch and rushed to the bathroom.
Watching her figure, Richard breathed a sigh of relief only to realize that she was so frightened that she had not brought any clothing with her when she went to the bathroom. Just as he got up and opened the door, he saw four men
standing by the pole outside the door. All of them looked at him with worry.
“You didn’t have a fight with Miss Meyers, did you, Richie?” Trevor asked hastily.
“Is she hurt?” Sean added.
“Go on with your own things,” Richard replied and walked toward Angela’s room.
Inside the bathroom, Angela stood under the showerhead as the water fell upon her, not knowing if it was water or tears that streamed down her face. She didn’t bother taking off her clothes and just sat on the floor as she closed her eyes, feeling the warm water melt the frigidity of her skin.
Never did Angela think that she would use this kind of action to hurt Annie. Even if Annie had no clue about her and Richard, what had been done was done, and she was guilty about it. At this moment, Angela felt embarrassed, like she had made an unforgivable mistake.
“I’m sorry, Annie,” Angela whispered as she hugged herself.
At that moment, the door was open, and Richard came in with her clothes and even undergarments. He walked up to the bathroom door and knocked on it. Only then did Angela notice that she was still sitting on the floor. She shouted in the door’s direction, “I’ll be out in a second.”
“I left your clothes outside. After you’re done, come out and change into them,” Richard reminded her.
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