I Don't Want You to Misunderstand

Was he explaining to her?

On hearing these words, Audrey who was in bad mood all night, was relieved.

"Mr. Bryson, you don't have to explain to me!" Audrey said, a little embarrassed.

Bryson said word by word in a serious tone, "I don't want you to misunderstand."

Audrey was shy.

Facing Bryson's burning eyes, Audrey's heart beat faster and faster. She felt that there was an ambiguous flow between the two of them.

She avoided his gaze in panic.

"Well, I have to go to work tomorrow morning. I'll go up first."

Audrey quickly left, even forgetting to take the glass filled with water.

...

The next morning, after Bryson left, Audrey took a taxi to the law firm.

In a day's time, Audrey had basically gathered all the information she wanted and was only waiting for the first trial to begin.

In the afternoon, Audrey had just finished sorting out the information when she received a phone call from Nell.

"Nell, what's up?"

"I'm dying," Nell said weakly.

"What's the matter?"