CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE
“Zoe,” Reagan’s voice cut off my train of focus, making me release a frustrated breath.
“What?” I didn’t mean to snap at him but how could he just choose to disrupt me the moment when my thoughts were finally away from Ryan and into my work? Did he have a single idea how hard it was to actually find that kind of concentration?
“Its way past the normal office hours Zoe,” he answered softly before adding,” You are not ready to come back to work,”
“Ready? This is my company, Reagan. You can’t tell me when to come back and do my job. Just because some asshole didn’t appreciate me enough, it doesn’t mean that I have to let my entire life fall apart. Look, I’m not going to be one of those women that get heartbroken and it’s like they lose their sense of purpose i
