Marcus' confused and depressed expression was still lingering in Annette's mind.
She turned to look at the door of the kitchen and felt worse.
Not long ago, Connor asked Annette to work at his company, and the only condition he proposed was to cook for him.
At that time, Annette thought he was joking with her.
Just now, he said, "I am just a man. Don't treat me differently from others. I need love and care just like others." There was bitterness in his eyes when he said so.
Annette took a deep breath. She wiped her hands with a towel, opened the door, and left the kitchen.
She took her phone out and went downstairs hurriedly by the elevator.
At the entrance of the apartment building, the dazzling luxury car was still parked there.
Annette bent down slightly and saw Connor sitting in the car. For some reason, she felt relieved.
She opened the door of the passenger seat and got into the car.
