His gaze flickered for a moment before he slowly lowered his head, leaning towards her ear, and whispered, "Isabel, it seems like we haven't done it in a long time."
With just one sentence, Isabel immediately understood what Percy wanted from her tonight.
Ever since his last attempt at a confession to her, she had tried her best to avoid being alone with him.
However, she had forgotten that they still had an agreement...
A sudden inexplicable tension shot up from the bottom of her feet. Isabel pursed her lips and subconsciously stepped back.
Percy looked at her evasion, his brow furrowed slightly, a fleeting hint of hurt flashed through his eyes.
It quickly disappeared in just a second, as if it had been an illusion.
Percy soon returned to his usual restraint and indifference. He cast a deep glance at Isabel, brushed past her, and walked out of the restroom.
...
Today after work, Isabel happened to run into Mrs. Smith and Amelia in the elevator.