Chapter 169. Make It up to Her

"This woman will be the death of me!" Bernard shouted as he looked at the phone in disbelief.

"Sir, did you call me?" Bernard raised his head to see the cleaner at the door with an enquiring look on her face. She shrank back at the thunderous look on his face even before Bernard bellowed.

"Did you hear me call your name? Get out and close that door for me!"

Bernard was in his home office, where he had been pacing for the past few hours after trying unsuccessfully to concentrate on the documents he would be carrying for his journey the following day. That was after he had tried to rest—the main thing he came home to do before she sent the message.

Bernard had vowed to put her firmly out of his mind the moment he decided not to go to her, but she wouldn't stay put as her image kept popping up in his mind, and his subconscious would not let him rest as he kept whispering to him that he could be doing something else now instead of rolling around on his bed.