It was past eight thirty, and most of the staff had gone home, while some were preparing to go home.
A few workers were still roaming around, as Chloe packed her things and moved out of the building.
It wasn't too late, but she was tired already.
She didn't want to walk even a step, but she had to.
She waited for five minutes to hire a cab, but was frustrated every time the driver refused to take her to the place or the cab was occupied.
Can she get some peace?
A honk of a car made her jump on her place, and she looked sideways only to find Mark's car there.
She stared at the car for a few seconds before looking away for a cab.
A minute later, he honked again, which irritated her, but she controlled herself to go and lash out at him. But how could he leave her alo
