The afternoon sun was shining cheerfully, hitting all corners of the busy and bustling capital city. However, in the joy under the bright and cheerful sunshine, someone was sitting dumbfoundedly on a park bench in the Petersson Communication office building area.
Her face was gloomy as if black clouds enveloped her mind. The woman looked desperate with what she had been fighting for so far. Her relationship with men always ended tragically. She lowered her head while covering her entire face, which was red because the cries kept whacking her.
Beside her, Andien was trying her best to relieve Lisa's cry that kept flooding her messy face.