Monica had never seen such a shameless man, who could make how happy he was about somebody else's breakup sound so natural.
"Whether it was when we were young or not, I'm telling you now that I don't like you. Don't waste your energy on me. If you have the guts to try to woo me, I'll fire you."
"Monica, you must separate business from private matters. How can you put them together?" The person on the other end of the phone was unhappy.
"I'm the boss. What can you do to me if I don't want to separate business and private matters?!"
"Monica–"
"Let's not talk about it anymore." Monica's expression was serious. "And I don't want to chat with you anymore. Anyway, I won't accept the fact that you like me."
"Hey–"
Monica hung up the phone immediately.
F*ck. Was her luck with men that good? She had yet to break up with Finn, yet someone was already pursuing her.
