She thought he had returned for her or forgotten to tell her something as she opened the door expectantly. However, the smile on her face faded abruptly upon seeing the man behind the door.
The flowers might have obscured her view of his face, but she would recognize him even from a mile, smelling the stench of his perfume. Why did she even fall for this guy? She thought as disgust overwhelmed what she felt for this awful man.
"Wait!" He shouted when she attempted to close the door without bothering to greet him, not wanting to see him.
Besides, she was also afraid to be alone with him, especially after what had happened the last time he came to visit her. She was not subjecting herself to the same situation.
However, the door stopped closing as he braced his body against the wooden panel. Then, he pushed the door, forcing his way inside the room, not bothering for an invitation.
