Harry takes off his clothes and uses the shower area to wash up. After bathing, he handed a bathrobe to Lisa at the bathtub area, and he is also wearing the same outfit.
"Wear this first. I'll call my assistant to get us new clothes." He said, and after Lisa took the bathrobe from him, Harry walks out of the bathroom.
Lisa feels so awkward right now. Their movement and conversation stiff like they were strangers. How she missed her old days with him. Somehow, there's a big regret in her heart for hastily make a decision that night.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Harry sat on the single chair while looking the outside of the window. It still raining outside and the wheater seems gloomy too.
Lisa takes her courage to sit at the opposite of him. "Harry…"
He didn't look at her but reply to her with simple hmm.
"Can I confess something to you?" She clenches her fist tightly. Afraid of what he'll say after this.
