Larry feigned calmness.
“Sure. Here you go.” Joan swiftly handed him the proposal.
“What's with this crappy proposal? This won't do! Draw up a new one!” Larry naturally didn't forget his intention in coming to her office.
“But why? I think it's pretty good.” Bafflement inundated Joan.
“Is the decision in your hands or mine? Of course, you can opt not to change it...”
“I'll do it, I'll change it,” Joan interrupted him, knowing that the matter was in her control.
“There's no need to do it now. I'm thirsty, so get me a cup of coffee,” Larry ordered.
“I'll have someone make a cup of coffee for you.” “You do it!”
Joan could tell that Larry was deliberately making things difficult for her, but she didn't mind it. I owe him too much, so it'll assuage my guilt if I even get to repay him the slightest bit.
“Here's your coffee, Mr. Norton.” Lacking the guts to look at him, she dipped her head.
Larry took the coffee and placed it on the table. Then, he stared at her. At that moment, it was as though time had come to a standstill.
After a long moment, he demanded, “Lift your head up, Joan Watts. I've got a question for you.
Upon hearing that, Joan shook slightly. Has this moment finally arrived despite me hoping
otherwise? But what should I do?
She raised her head and met his deep and conflicted gaze.
“You still owe me an explanation. Why did you leave me back then?” Larry's voice carried a weight that overwhelmed her.
However, Joan remained silent.
“Why? Why did you leave? Do you know how much your actions hurt me?” Larry's voice was no longer calm. “Do you have any idea how I suffered back then?”
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