She shifted her gaze to the distance. She didn't dare ask what his parents had said to him.
"Are you still worried about what happened in the morning?" Christopher asked as he sat in the chair.
"I can't forget it easily," she replied after some time.
He held her arm and turned her to face him, his thumbs gently stroking her as if to comfort her.
"I dealt with this issue. Nobody will bring it up."
His assurance couldn't take away her anxiety.
"Those people who were babbling nonsense were all fired," he went on. "This matter is closed now. No one is going to bring up this issue, okay?"
Abigail knew he had suppressed the matter. Nobody in the company would ever know what happened inside his cabin that day. People would soon forget about it, but the humiliation she had felt and the hatred she had seen in those women's eyes had left an indelible mark on her heart.
That was something she would never forget.
