JUSTIN, A few weeks later . . .
WE’RE back in Manila, and I just came from Riz’s shop. We had lunch together, and I’ve just arrived at the office now. Where the hell is Rowan, and how did this woman get in here?
“What are you doing here?”
“Hi, honey,” she greeted me flirtatiously. I thought she had stopped bothering me, but apparently not.
It was Veronica sitting at my desk. She deliberately showed off her red lace underwear. Her dress was short and tight. She was trying to seduce me by showing her cleavage too, but sadly, I felt nothing for her. There’s only one woman who can arouse me without doing anything—my wife.
“Don’t call me that. If you need something, just say it so you can leave.” I sat down in my swivel chair and opened my laptop. I had no intention of looking at her.
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