Before the festive season, he was busy beyond measure, all thanks to this woman. She suddenly acted on a whim and resigned. At a party today, he met an old executive from a real estate development company, who jokingly asked if he was too stingy, letting Miss Annie buy a house by herself, and the smallest unit at that, ultimately not even buying it outright but paying the minimum down payment first.
She sure has some backbone, drawing such a clear line with him?
Seeing her flushed face, which immediately sobered up upon seeing him, he stormed forward furiously.
Annie's heart almost jumped out of her chest, her finger nearly pressing the elevator button, but a large hand stopped her mid-air.
"Why are you running, seen a ghost?" The voice, laced with displeasure, seemed to pull Annie back to the life she had a few months ago.
A life of suppression, a life without dignity.
He dragged Annie along, heading towards her rented apartment.
