Heaven should've known. Someone like Dominic had a packed schedule. He was someone who would fly abroad in the morning and then fly to another in the afternoon. The Zyon Group was a billion-worth company and for him to sustain that wealth, Dominic was rarely seen at home.
"How can I forget?" Heaven pinched the bridge of her nose, now settled in her room after idling in the family room. "That guy also doesn't come home to avoid me."
She hissed, snapping her eyes open. Heaven felt like throwing a huge fit to release the piling frustration in her heart. It was one problem after another, doubt after doubt — it felt endless and excruciatingly frustrating!
