Twenty three

I ran out of the office as how fast I could. I couldn't stand there even for a second. He lost his mind or else he wouldn't have humiliated me in front of everyone.

Oh, God! Please get rid of me from this office, I don't want to work here not anymore. Hereafter, how I am going to face all the employees, the thinking brought sick to my stomach.

I touched the corner of my lips by my thump where the piercing pain is erupting through and saw the small amount of bloodstains on my finger. He went too rough.

Once I get inside the car I drove directly to my apartment not wanting to waste another second and changing my mind to killing him for thousand times just to calm my nerve.

My visions are blurred through the whole driving because of my moisturized eyes. I don't know how I am going to make it safe to my apartment but I have to do this for the sake of Sweety.

I can't even imagine her growing up without her mother. I wiped my tears and focused on the road.