Andrea withdrew the feelings because of the kiss. She raised her hands and didn’t hesitate to slap him on his face again.
“The slap before was because you give up on me and our child. This is because you offend me. We’re divorced. We’re not a couple. Please don’t cross the line again, Mr. Hamilton.”
Andrea slowly looked behind Lance at the direction of the door.
“I see it’s not a good time,” a figure was at the door in the shadow, “should I come in again like I didn’t see anything?”
“What are you doing here? Who lets him in!” Lance looked at Andrew with alert.
“He’s here to pick me,” Andrea pushed Lance away. She grabbed the luggage that Lance threw away and Andrew took it over.
“Don’t leave me!” Lance shouted out. The bodyguards were all waiting for his orders.
