“I am tired of carrying your dead weight, Maya. You are a stain on my social standing. If you don’t pack whatever cheap bag you brought and get out of Lotus Bay right now, I will make sure you leave with absolutely nothing.”

I kept my hands folded in front of me, feeling the cool metal of my wedding ring.

“Is that a threat, Daniel?”

“It is a promise,” he said. “Now, get out of my sight before I lose my temper completely.”

He turned on his heel and strode back toward the administrative lift.

He slammed his hand against the call button, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths.

I stood in the shadows of the fire door, watching him.

The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and he stepped inside without looking back.

The metal doors closed, cutting off the sound of his heavy breathing.

I waited in the quiet corridor for a moment, letting the silence settle around me.

My phone buzzed in my hand again.

It was Mr. Han.