"What do you want?"
Arthur appeared out of nowhere and was suddenly standing behind her. Kathrina took a step back, but it seemed as though he gained two steps for every step she took.
"Mr. Ford, what is the meaning of this?" Kathrina asked while eying the doorknob. She planned to open the door if Arthur dared to do something to her.
To her surprise, Arthur spun her around until his back was the one facing the door. Kathrina's hand then held his forearm with her eyes growing wider.
"It's Arthur for you, not Mr. Ford." He whispered as he leaned closer to her.
Just once, yeah, for the last time, he yearned to feel her closer to him. To feel the heat of her skin against him, although fabrics separated them. It did not matter at all.
When Kathrina saw Arthur's behavior, she narrowed her eyes, cautioned, and said, "Be careful, Mr. Ford. I can sue you for sexual harassment." Kathrina tightened her hold on his forearm. She deliberately wanted to inflict pain on him.
