"Do you want me to stay?" Brandon's lips curled into a lascivious grin. He moved closer to Janet and whispered in her ear, "Don't be mad, okay?"
"I just told you it was dangerous to jump over the balcony, yet you're about to do it again. Don't you listen to me at all?" Janet punched him. "Leave through the front door."
Brandon stroked her hair. He chuckled and said, "My dear wife." He pinched her angry cheek and kissed her lips.
"Don't push it!" Janet's face glowed with fury.
She raised her hand to hit Brandon again, but he avoided the blow. His long legs carried him down the stairs. She listened to his footsteps as he left.
Janet wept into her hands. "Fine, just live next door. We won't meet since we have very different working hours."
She calmed down and was about to leave the room, when she saw Brandon leaning against the railing. He gazed at her, grinning. "Don't worry, new neighbor. We'll have plenty of opportunities to meet again."
Smiling, he turned and strode out.
******
The next morning, when Janet opened her curtains, she saw his luxury car drive away.
Brandon had left for work. She breathed a sigh of relief, packed documents in her bag and headed to work.
The moment Janet arrived at the W Marks Studio, her phone rang.
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