It was then she realised that Mr Donald was still holding her hand.
"Can you let go of me?" Joanna demanded her gaze concentrated on the man's hand which was still clutching her left hand.
Mr Donald quickly let go of her, "I am sorry...," Joanna had already rushed off without allowing him to apologise.
"She is always in a rush whenever we meet. I wonder why it's so," Mr Donald mumbled as he stared at the direction Joanna went.
He was lost in thought and didn't realize that someone had been watching him.
"I guess I will have to find a suitable time to talk to her," He muttered and turned to leave but only for him to trip on someone's leg.
Mr Donald immediately lost his balance and staggered backwards. He would have sustained a bad fall had the guy who tripped him not offered him a hand to lean on.
"Are you alright?" The guy asked Mr Donald whose heartbeat he could hear pound so hard as if it was gonna jump out of his chest.
