(Sena POV)
When the elevator doors opened, everyone looked at us, and it seemed that my companion was a king, and his staff needed to be anticipated and made way for.
I hadn't realized I'd stumbled if Sean hadn't held my hand. I grip his arm firmly. Sean, on the other hand, gave me an eerie feeling before continuing to walk.
Tsk. These shoes are making a scene in order to embarrass me.
Why do I have to accompany him? It would be preferable for me to stay here and read until I finish the book I am currently reading, which I am completely addicted to. Furthermore, I can have my privacy while avoiding further exposure to society.
It is Sean's fault if I lost my confidence whenever I get involved in things that have nothing to do with me. Now, it is my responsibility to keep his reputation untainted. 😭😭😭
The thought of becoming Madam Sean Herald would be too much for me to bear.
