Chapter Thirty Eight.

Thinking the client was unhappy, Mia quickly sent a message. “I’ll finish the design. I promise. I’ve brought my laptop to the hospital. You don’t have to give me an extra day. I’ll finish it today, I promise.”

Rich party A replied, “I don’t need it for the time being. Don’t worry. You’ll still get the payment.

Mia clapped her hands excitedly as her heart swelled with gratitude. She quickly typed, “I’m grateful and moved. You’re the best client in the world.”

Ethan turned off his phone and walked into the bathroom, holding his clothes.

A small smile stretched across his lips as he recalled what happened in the living room.

It was Friday and the weather was relatively hotter and humid. It felt as if the entire city was set ablaze. Everyone was sweating profusely, and the scent of sunscreen wafted in the air.

After work, Mia took the bus back home. And gazed out the window, listening to music and watching the scenes whizzing past. Suddenly, her ringtone blared, interrupting the mu