I nodded, got up, took out the flowers I had given Joanna before from the vase, and threw them in the trash, replacing them with the pink and white roses.
"What's the matter? Why throw away the red roses and use the new vase? Are you throwing a tantrum?"
Joanna crossed her arms and looked at me with a cold and mocking gaze, continuing, "You're just too petty..."
It was the familiar words again.
The same lofty attitude.
Before, I would be furious, trembling all over, arguing and fighting with Joanna, and then Joanna would storm out.
Then I would apologize and coax her back.
But now I just replied calmly, "You misunderstood."
Joanna seemed surprised by my calmness, then frowned and stopped talking to me, turning and slamming the door as she left.
Undoubtedly.
Joanna was angry again.
She probably thought I would chase after her with her bag like before, apologizing repeatedly.
She would continue to give me the cold shoulder in public.
I would skip work to coax her for hours, ending up getting scolded by my boss, docked pay, or even fired.
As a result, I had to switch companies several times.
This time, I didn't chase after her or plan to coax her. Instead, I went to the study.