Don't drive me away

*Don’t drive me away*

David's office remained unchanged, much like his own demeanor—deserted, tidy, and somewhat monotonous in its decor.

A faint fragrance wafted in the air, a subtle scent that didn't overpower the senses, suggesting perhaps the cleaning staff had lightly sprayed something.

As Flora entered, her previously twisted and angry expression had transformed into a sweet smile. She carefully unpacked the meals from the food box and arranged them neatly on the low coffee table. Then, she softly addressed David.

"David, come over and have something to eat before you dive back into work; otherwise, the food will get cold soon."

David, who had only exchanged a few words with her upon her arrival, continued to focus on his tasks. Upon hearing her voice, he responded simply, "Yes," without lifting his head from his work.

Flora's gaze lowered, concealing the anger that had momentarily flashed in her eyes. For a while, the only sounds in the room were the scratching of David's pen a