Feels disgusted at himself.

Feeling humiliated, Charles and Freda made their way out of the department office in silence, the weight of the encounter pressing heavily on them.

They walked straight to the cleaners' storeroom, placing the cleaning supplies back in their proper places before heading toward the company lobby.

Neither spoke a word, the sting of the moment lingering between them.

In no time, they stepped out of the building, the cool air outside offering little relief from the frustration simmering within them.

"Freda, where are you headed?" Charles asked, arching a brow.

With their clothes still drenched, he considered following her home to ensure she felt safe and comfortable.