Chapter 117

Anthony threw the digital menu in his hand over to the server, who hurriedly caught it and bow until she exit the room. Anne had difficulty breathing in a space with only the two of them as though oxygen was lacking. Her eyes were half shut, and she was not bothered by how the server had disrespectfully stared at her. Since it was the culprit, Anthony Marwood, that she should be mad at… "Six months." Anne, who was in a trance, did not react to what he said until a few seconds later. She was so delighted that her expression brightened. Anthony actually gave her a timeframe in which she could walk away after! His eyes grew darker as he stared intently at her gorgeous face. "How about three months?" Anne bargained. "Are you sure?" Anthony's eyes returned to their usual cold stares. Her heart skipped a beat, and she said, "Six months is it then..." She nearly lost her only chance because she was greedy. Although six months was a bit long, it was better than not having any hope.