This night, Gwenda was in a muddleheaded state. She did not even know when Olivier had brought her home.
Upon getting home, she buried herself under the covers in an attempt to force herself to sleep. But when she closed her eyes, the scene of Olivier kissing her this afternoon appeared in her mind's eye.
...
Gwenda rolled herself into a ball under the blanket and screamed internally from the depths of her heart.
"This damned Olivier!
Cunning b*stard!
He tricked me again!" Gwenda seethed in thought.
......
The next day, when the sun brightened the sky, Gwenda woke with difficulty and went to wash up in order to go to work.
However, upon reaching the first floor, a inconspicuous black car stopped in front of her.
The window rolled down and a handsome face appeared.
Gwenda froze.
