My hands were clenched tightly and my face was pale. My colleagues, who saw my expression, asked me what happened.
Glanced at the director who was still speaking, I shook my head at my colleagues to show I was fine.
I kept my head down and focused on making notes trying to forget about the photo. Well,I could't.
I felt so wronged. I don't understand what I have done wrong that the Sanchez have to treat me like this. I don't understand why the man who I have loved for so many years was like this.
"You can leave, I'll tell the director later."
Doctor White saw my clenched fist and knew I was sad because of Leander.
He patted me on the back and told me to calm down outside. After all, if I interrupted the meeting, I would definitely be scolded by the director.
"Okay then, I'll go out f
