How could Edward get married like it was a matter of fact? Was he not afraid that Jeanne would crawl out of her grave?
She wanted to dig Jeanne out of her grave to scare that sc*mbag, Edward.
Of course, Monica was just being unreasonable. When she had to face him, she still fawned over him.
Thinking about how scared she had been for the past few days, afraid that Edward would take revenge on her, she put down her phone and turned to face the door. "Come in."
The door was pushed open.
Tim walked in with a bouquet of flowers. "Chairman, your flowers."
Monica was used to it.
She had been receiving them every day for the past few days. She did not know who sent them as they were unsigned. Every day, there was only a card with a sentence written on it.
Tim put the flowers aside and handed the card to Monica as usual.
Monica took it and glanced at it.
"A day apart feels like three years."
