After Myra left with the man, Jimmy squinted at her back. He was wondering if he ever had feelings for her. Because anyway, both of them used to have moments of sublimation in bed. Unfortunately, in the end, there was only Anna in his mind. Myra is just a mate.
"Myra, I didn't choose you, it's a wisdom of mine," Jimmy mumbled.
A girl who is willing to throw away her dignity just to find a man who can provide money and nurture her to be happy. Even if she doesn't love that man and that man only sees her as a prostitute. Such a woman does not deserve to be his life partner. As soon as he thought of the girl with him for the rest of his life, the image of Anna appeared in his mind, her smile and her caring eyes for him. While contemplating, his phone rang, glanced at the screen, sneered, and accepted the call.
"Henry, I wish you a successful business trip."
"I also hope there will be that day."