Chapter 4: What An Interesting Woman
Abigail's hands clenched into tight fists. It became more apparent to her that this man had completely lost his mind and was utterly arrogant.
'How dare he shamelessly say those words?' She couldn't help but curse Ryland in her mind.
"Listen, Mr. Ryland Wood! I won't return to work at your company. And you don't need to worry about whether I can afford my rent," Abigail paused to take a deep breath as she felt her chest tighten.
"Abigail, please—"
"And, Mr. Wood, this is the last time I will pick up your calls. Never contact me again or show up before me," Abigail immediately ended the call before Ryland could say anything else. She was done with him—wholly done.
"Ryland Wood, damn you! How dare you ask me to come back to your damn company after what you did!? Sleeping with my sister right in front of my eyes. You bastard! I hope God punishes you with divine retribution!"
After venting her anger, Abigail took her beer and finished the bottle.
However,
She hesitated when placing the bottle back on the table, realizing a pair of light blue eyes were staring at her. She felt slightly awkward, realizing the godly, handsome man was still there, sitting next to her.
'Oh my God! Did he hear everything?' Abigail thought to herself, wishing she could disappear at that moment.
Awkwardly, Abigail turned to face him. With an embarrassed grin, she said, "Sir, I'm sorry you had to hear me ranting about my awful ex-fiancé."