"Luke, tell me, today we are going to..."
"Going for a divorce, right?" He stood up, moving closer to her, "Wait for me in the lobby downstairs. I'll take a shower and come down."
With that, he didn't spare Eva Miller another glance and walked straight out of the study towards the bathroom.
Eva hung her head, took a deep breath from the bottom of her heart, and then walked downstairs.
In the bathroom.
Cold water flowed down from above his head. He stood under the stream, eyes closed, slightly tilting his head back. His uncontrollable emotions led him to punch the wall once more.
Eva waited and waited; almost an hour passed before he finally came down from upstairs.
He was in a sharp black suit, tall and slender, appearing much different from the desolation he had shown in the study.
"Second Young Master, would you like some breakfast first?" The butler couldn't help but step forward and inquire as he saw Luke heading straight for the lobby exit.
