Steven stepped back, directing his gaze downward.
Abby's eyebrows furrowed real quickly.
"Just continue your work. I have a meeting with a client today." He said, twisting his feet towards the dressing room and walking past her as her gaze turned into an intense glare.
There was an anxiety his eyes were carried along with while he entered the dressing room.
"Something is wrong? Why is he avoiding me suddenly?" She thought, developing suspicion of her.
After finishing breakfast, he headed to work, leaving Abby to stick with her job.
For Steven, that day was hard to pass on, unlike Abby, who plunged into the work of passion.
Abby finished her drawing work around 8:00 pm.
Clara left the office entrance at night after doing her work. While she was walking on the staircase to reach the road, a fly crossed her eye suddenly. She veered around, dodging it from attacking her. It was the time she glanced at Steven's office room, where the lights were still on.