In opposite of Jasmine's feelings, which felt happy because her husband came home. Leonardo, the cold man still feels something is stuck in his heart.
"Ĝi suĉas," he sighed, his heart rumbling with curiosity (so annoying).
Leonardo was standing by the side of the large glass window in his study. Loosening the tie, half an hour had passed in vain, spent staring at the road that began to glow when the lights of vehicles turn on. It was like a sea of stars when viewed from his room on the 17th floor.
The clock shows 6 pm, office work hours have ended an hour ago. Only a handful of people are still in the building, they are security, cleaning services, and several staff who are working overtime.
"Sir, the car is ready." Kesya ventured into his boss's office. Starting from this afternoon Leonardo's mood was not good until Kesya did not dare to bother him.
"How could she have a husband?" grumbled Leonardo.
