Chapter 84

I used to love watching Steve when he was focused on his work. My eyes would always linger on him a little longer. It was only when Steve looked away from his screen to look at me that I came to my senses. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he asked, "Are you done with your tantrum?" A man's indifference could drive anyone mad. When would it finally sink into that thick skull of his that I wasn't fooling around? I just wanted to end things with him. "Tomorrow's your birthday." I walked over and handed him the gift box that held the wind chimes and divorce papers. I wished him, "Happy birthday." Steve was a little surprised, clearly not expecting me to come over and give him a present. After all, everyone knew about him and Isabel now. But I wasn't there to argue with him. I didn't even mention anything about it. He took the gift and said tersely, "Since you've come back, stop causing scenes. I won't be this patient next time. Do you understand?" I was enveloped with a sens