"You can stop the car right here." Myra tapped Peter.
He glanced back at her with a smile. "Come on, darling. Let me drop you off."
She didn't look at him. "There's no need for that."
"Myra please, let me drop you at your apartment. Is that too hard?" he pleaded with innocent eyes.
She sighed in exasperation, "Peter, the only reason why I got into this freaking car in the first place was that I didn't want you to feel bad if I ignored you in front of the whole staff at my company."
Peter glanced back at her with a frown. "We're almost there, Myra. Chill," he tried to change her mind.
"If you don't let me off now, I'm gonna scream!" She threatened.
He reluctantly pulled to a stop and Myra got out and walked away without uttering a word, she didn't ask him to drop her off in the first instance.
Did he actually think she would return to the relationship just because he came to pick her up from work?
