Sheila's eyes blazed with anger as she glared at Jacques, her voice trembling with fury, "Jacques, don't force me to hate you!"
The burning pain on Jacques' cheek from her slap slowly brought him back to his senses.
The atmosphere in the office became stiff and awkward.
Jacques took a deep breath, exhaling his next words with a low and almost pleading tone.
"Can't you just stay?"
Sheila let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Mr. Thomas, you saying this now is truly laughable."
With that, she didn’t spare him another glance and stormed out of the office.
Jacques stared at her determined, retreating figure, feeling as though a part of his heart had been hollowed out.
When Jacques returned to Vivian's hospital room, he looked disheveled and absent-minded, his brows furrowed as if lost in tho
