After some half an hour, he finally rewrote again.
"Finally done."
Andrew threw the pen onto the desk as if relieved of a great burden and turned to show it to Scarlett.
Unexpectedly, Scarlett had already fallen asleep.
"Scarlett?"
"Scarlett?"
"Devil Scarlett?"
Andrew tried calling out a few times, but there was no response. He confirmed that Scarlett was fast asleep.
It wasn't surprising. She had been tired from the two-day business trip, plus that activity they both do together; she must be exhausted.
Seeing her falling asleep, he climbed on the bed, after putting the self-criticism note. And took her in his arms, before putting the quilt on his.
"Although she is beautiful, tender and gentle one moment. But another moment she is the devil. She can't set the grudges aside, even what happened between us."
Looking at Scarlett in his arms, who resembled Sleeping Beauty, Andrew took a deep breath, "I can't imagine how just in a few seconds she turned from angel to devil."
