Country C
Mo corporation.
Inside Mo Zixin's office
With his phone still pressed against his ear and his eyes squeezed shut, Mo Zixin pursed his lips.
He curled his fingers into a fist when a tear trickled down his cheek.
Pain, that was the only thing he was feeling right now. Yumi's each and every sob was like a stab in his heart.
He wanted to talk to her, he wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words.
What could he possibly tell her? That he is sorry for making her wait? He is sorry for making her cry, for breaking her heart?
Tossing his phone on the table, Zixin loosened his tie.
"Andre." Zixin shouted.
Just then a man dressed in a neat suit and tie entered the office. "Yes boss."
"Ask the men to pack up and get the plane ready." Zixin ordered before getting up from his seat.
Andre widened his eyes in shock and asked, "But why? I mean we are not ready."
