"What's wrong with it when it's dark? It's good to do things when it's dark!" The corners of Henry's mouth curled up evilly. His handsome face looked like a monster.
Monique jumped down from him. If she continued to wait like this, she would not be able to get out of the room even though it was dark.
Moreover, Henry's flawless handsome face was even more dazzling than a star's, that Monique couldn't resist it at all.
In fact, she was quite cooperative just now.
Henry loved her dearly, so he let her go.
Monique was anxious to see those sick people, so it was best for her to escape at this moment.
Otherwise, what if Henry changed his mind?
As she limped off, she might not be able to get out of the house for the whole day.
"I, I have an appointment with Louise. If I don't go now, it's not safe for Louise to go back late at night." Monique could only take out Louise as an excuse.
As she spoke, she was about to run out of the office.
"Wait a minute!" Henry's low voice sounded with a little displeasure.
Monique pretended not to have heard him. "Is Henry really going to keep me here?"
In fact, she also knew that there had been a lot of things going on in Henry these two days.
She wanted to leave because she hoped that Henry could finish his work in the daytime and go home early to rest.
She didn't want to let him send her back like yesterday, and then he would come back to work overtime.
But his feet still stopped obediently.
She turned back and looked at Henry with a smile. "What's wrong, honey? I really had an appointment with Louise. I just met her, so I came up. Louise has been waiting for me downstairs for a long time!"
Monique blinked with a pleading look, which made Henry feel a little better.
"I'll go with you!" Henry smiled.
He stood up and walked toward Monique.
He was tall and straight, handsome and impeccable. He wore an expensive black high-end suit, like a noble prince, handsome and elegant.
His face was handsome, and his inky black eyes were deep and charming.
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