Pressure Begins to Come

"Does the office need you?" Adine was suddenly beside Dominik and stroked the man's shoulder.

Dominik gasped, he pressed the red button with the phone logo, turning off the call and putting it on vibrate.

"Ah no, I'll call you back later," Dominik replied as he put the phone in his coat pocket. "We're leaving now."

Dominik grabbed Adine by the waist and opened the car door beside his steering wheel. Afterward, he turned and entered the driving seat.

The wheels of the car began to roll through the hot and crowded capital city, heading towards the hospital where his father was receiving physiotherapy.

Halfway through the trip, it was still quiet in the car, perhaps they were struggling with their own thoughts.

"How's your design project going?" asked Dominik, breaking the silence.

Adine turned her head with a beaming face, "They like the results of my design, only there is a slight revision of the bathroom and kitchen design."

"I'm sure they'll love your design," said Dominik, making Ad