I stood at Michael’s office for a very long time, not having the guts to open the door. Although it was just a few days of not seeing each other, we have already become strangers.

Whenever I thought of him, I felt nothing but agony.

In the end, I knocked on the door and waited for Michael to answer before going in.

He was sitting on his desk with his head down, signing on papers. He was calm, with no expression on his face.

I looked at his face, confused, at the same time, uncomfortable. Our breakup didn’t seem to affect him one bit.

Perhaps, I was completely dispensable.

I looked at him while standing still. In just a few days of not seeing each other, we seem to have grown more distant.

After moments of silence, and he raised his head. He looked surprised when he saw me but immediately regained his composure.

“Why did you come?”

He furrowed his eyebrows and spoke nonchalantly.

I endured the pain in my heart and walked towards him. I placed the check for two million in front of him, sparing no effort to look calm.

“This is the check given to me by your secretary yesterday, and I’m returning it to you now.”

tried my best to sound calm too. However, I could feel my voice trembling. I wasn’t sure if he noticed

with emotions that I couldn’t grasp. After all, I had never

moment of silence, he raised his head and spoke nonchalantly, “The house at

pierced my heart as there was never what I wanted. Giving

have helped me a lot, so

breath to calm my emotions. His indifference was pulling my heartstrings. I really wanted to ask him if he had any longing for me after we broke up. I would be happy to know even

with mixed emotions. He wanted to say something, and I was waiting for him

didn’t say a word. He remained silent, quietly looking at

I’ll take my leave if there’s

repress my longings any longer. I wanted

me see everything clearly. He had no feelings for me, not even one bit. Even though I was well aware of the fact that we would be

did not love me at all,

did not stop

have any feelings for me knowing his personality, and

was difficult for me to

spending the whole morning in a muddle. At noon, Emma came to the

Michael. I was constantly looking at her feeling agonized. Michael must

and glanced at me with a smug look on her face as

knew nothing good could come from her, so I buried my face and pretended to work. I didn’t want to pay her any

right?” Emma sneered quietly. Only

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