ANASTASIA
“So what’s going to happen now?” I prop my arms on the table, staring at him with unwavering gazes with so many unsaid words as a thousand and one thoughts go through my mind.
"I just called my driver to pick you up and take you to the firm. He might also be the one to return you back home.” He throws his phone into the gray suit in his pocket.
“So you are leaving already? To meet her?” My eyes feel like they're shrinking, as if they're about to melt down or release some pitiful tears because the man I’m crushing on is rushing down to meet his dear wife.
“Anastasia, I told you not to attach feelings; now you are getting worked up on just a mere call from her. Do you want to continue doing this to yourself?” He tilts his head, staring at me with his usual gorgeous green eyes,
