Chapter 11

Devon's two shoulders dropped when he heard what I said. He can't believe what I say. He can't accept what I say. Shaking his head, he looked at me as he gently ruffled his hair and rubbed his palm. He is now a totally mess. Not in his usual looks. Not in his cool aura and expression but wearing a more cold emotions that is not easily to be broken.

Looks like he's gone now. He is now looks like a child who was not given a candy. I felt sorry for the way he looked when he left in front of me. I wanted to approach him and hug his back but I remained standing in my seat. I feel sorry for him.

I remember all the things I've done for him. I woke up in the morning just for him. I cleaned his office in the morning and every afternoon. I made coffee for him. Those rebukes and gentle care that he once gave me. All of that I missed. I can't forget those memories that we also did.

Even though we were only together for