Owen sat in the car alone. The scene just now was too dramatic. Before he could tell Anita that he didn't mean it, she had gotten out of the car angrily.
For a moment, Owen wasn't sure whether he should leave or continue to follow. He watched Anita's back as she got out of the car angrily. She walked quickly as her slender waist swayed from side to side.
Originally, Owen hadn't had a chance to pay attention to Anita's attire, but looking at her back reminded him of that night.
Anita had specially dressed up today to show respect.
