After the kiss, Yoi moved away and looked at the man, “Alistair, I love you. I believe there will be a day when you come back to me!” After saying that, she opened the car door and ran out...
Alistair sat in the car and watched as Yoi ran out. The man bit his lips and frowned hard. He was unable to describe his feeling.
Although he felt piteous and guilt towards the woman, he also felt a great sense of relief.
He sat in the car for a long time. After taking a deep breath, he drove away.
The man had made up his mind that very night.
The next day. Early in the morning.
When Annabelle got into the office, she felt an uneasy tension.
She looked at Covi and asked, “Anything happened today? It feels so weird!” Annabelle asked.
Normally, if she were to arrive at this time, it would be ‘gossip hour’. But now everyone was nervously seated in their own desk.
Covi looked at Annabelle shockingly and said, “Don’t you know?”
“What?”
“President Mu came back to the office and we heard that he wasn’t in the best mood! Red alert!” Covi said in the lowest voice possible, as if she was afraid that Alistair would hear her.
Annabelle was stunned. Why would Alistair get discharged so fast?
Judging by the wounds on his body, he should be resting for a longer period of time. Why would he get out from the hospital so soon?
Although she was thinking that, she didn’t say anything else and went back to her desk to start working.
For the entire morning, the office was just quiet like the grave. Nobody dared to speak an extra word and they were swarming themselves with work. Annabelle would raise her head from time to time. But when she saw that everyone was busy, she would go back to work.
When it was almost lunch break, Alistair got out from the lift.
When the two of them met, they were more distanced than strangers.
The majority of the office workers noticed that. Ever since then, nobody said anything about them having a special relationship. Because their reaction towards each other was just too cold.
Annabelle went back to her desk and lowered her glass of water. She sat down and started to work.
At that time, Covi moved closer to her desk and whispered to Annabelle, “Annabelle, did you quarrel with president Mu?”
“Nope~” Annabelle said indifferently. She turned her head towards Covi and her expression was unrippled.
“But why would I feel that the two of you treated each other like strangers… As if you have quarreled!?” Covi said.
After Annabelle heard that, she simply chuckled, “Then what should we do when we meet?”
“That…” Covi was unable to come up with something. The woman just had a hunch that Annabelle and Alistair were acting peculiarly. Yet she was unable to identify what was wrong.
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