I huddled in the corner sadly, watching in despair as Vincent dialed my number out of control.
The call was immediately cut off. Vincent got a message. [Don't call me. I won't answer. You and your secretary are inseparable, so I naturally want to spend time with the person I like. Let's part ways in peace. Sign the divorce agreement immediately and don't disturb my time alone with other man.]
Below the words was a divorce agreement with my name already signed on it.
Vincent began to tremble almost imperceptibly. He gripped the phone tightly, and his knuckles turned pale from the exertion.
