Chapter 365 - Left (2/2)

''I don't want to make you feel bad but it's true. I warned you to not romanticize me but you ruined everything,'' She shrugged with a strange expression on her face.

Han Jian Yu laughed.

Mia paused, ''What?”

''I was just kidding. What are you so serious about?”

Mia paused before looking at his laughing face, ''You were not serious?”

''Of course not?” He grabbed the back of her head before placing a kiss on her forehead, ''Go to bed early. I have a few meetings so I will leave...'' He stepped back from her.

''Meetings at this time?” Mia was confused.

''They are scheduled according to Amaranthine time zone,'' He said as he turned around to leave.

Mia grabbed his hand, ''Wait.. what were you here for?”

''I was here to tell you that I am leaving... Not to do anything else,'' He paused and turned to look at her, ''...Unless you want me to do something?”

The corner of her lips tugged up as she let go of his hand, ''Leave since you have work to do.''

''Sure,'' He turned around and left.

Mia waited until he entered his place. She glanced at him through the glass wall but he walked upstairs without looking at her. It looks like there was no need to confirm anything anymore because he was leaving and secondly, she believed he really did not like her.

That was a relief. Mia thought as she looked up at the stars for a few seconds before walking upstairs.

Han Jian Yu locked the door of his room as he sat on the bed. He raked his fingers through his hair and leaned back on the headboard of the bed. Closing his eyes, he inhaled a few deep breaths before he opened his laptop.

...

The next morning when Mia walked downstairs, she put on her shoes before going to the adjacent house, wondering why he was not here, as usual, to call her for breakfast like he always did.

Her footsteps came to a halt when she noticed the lock on the door.

Did he leave already? She turned around and walked inside her house before settling on the couch.

''He could have told me...'' She mumbled before slumping on the couch.

Inside a private jet.

Han Jian Yu leaned back in his seat.

A female staff came to serve him breakfast. Her fingers trembled slightly as she placed the food in front of him before she looked at the man

''You can leave,'' Han Jian Yu waved his hand.

There was relief in her eyes as she straightened up.

''Wait...'' He said all of a sudden and she froze.