Klyde quickly caught up with her as she exited the door. He pulled her to the side, but she struggled against him. At that moment, he knew he’s in so much trouble again.
“Mel, please. Don’t be angry. Let me explain.”
She glared at him and pulled her hand back, but he caught it again. Thankfully, his driver was outside and watching the entrance. Klyde saw him and nodded. The man quickly scrambled to get the car.
“Melissa, don’t make a scene. Let’s go home and talk.” He grabbed both of her hands and pulled her close. Some people curiously looked in their direction, and he glared at them. ‘Mind your own business.’
Her imagination run wild again, and as she kept silent, the scenario in her head kept becoming worse and worse. Her eyes constricted as she became angrier with every minute.
