“Mom, I happened to run into a friend here. Why don’t you have dinner with Agnes instead? I’m sorry, I won’t be able to join you.”
Anna sent the message after hiding in the restroom for nearly ten minutes. She deliberately lingered, hoping the tension outside would ease if she gave it enough time. Agnes’s presence alone was enough to make her chest tighten—let alone the fact that Agnes was now with Lusi. It was a combination Anna had no desire to face.
Not long after, her phone vibrated.
All right. I’ll have the driver wait for you.
Anna let out a quiet sigh of relief, though the discomfort still clung stubbornly to her heart. She checked her reflection in the mirror, straightening her expression until it looked calm and composed, before finally stepping out of the restroom.
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