Norris Moore pushed him away, opened the door and walked out.
Trenton Smith leaned against the wall, slowly took a puff of cigarette, and watched as the figure of Norris Moore gradually disappeared from his sight.
With an indifferent and lazy expression, he threw the cigarette into the trash can and walked out as well.
Norris Moore walked very slowly.
It wasn't that it hurt, but she had been seriously tormented by him, and her lower body felt swollen and stiff from walking.
She could feel Trenton Smith following her from behind, keeping a distance of about two meters, neither too far nor too close.
Norris Moore wanted to shake off Trenton, but her legs made it difficult. She didn't dare to take the elevator, fearing that someone might bump into them walking together, so she headed toward the staircase. She barely took a step before the man behind her leaned over and carried her in his arms.
