FORTY

LIAM’S POV:

I finally got off work because I spent the rest of the hour thinking about Mia that I asked my secretary to send away.

How was she feeling right now? Is she hurt or mad at me right now? Gosh, I couldn't get her out of my mind throughout the remaining hours I spent idling away in my office upon the stack of files waiting for my review.

I grabbed my briefcase as I left the office. I met my P. A waiting for me by the door. He immediately took my briefcase from me as he led me toward my private elevator.

I got in my car after I got downstairs and drove home as I couldn't wait to submerge my tense body in a cold bath.

I loosened my tie when I finally got home. I slumped on a couch in the living area as I ordered a cup of water.

While I was gulping down the glass of water, I was approached by a maid whom I often heard Mia call Anita. They seemed to get along just fine.

“Ughhh!! Why am I always filled with thoughts of Mia every time I find a minute?

“Sir, we had a visitor while y