Eleanor's POV

Walking out of Lawrence's office, my colleagues were in the hallway for delivering some documents to Lawrence.

When they saw me, they were stunned, followed by a look of disbelief. Only then did I realize that my clothes had just been unbuttoned and torn apart by Lawrence amid a struggle. Then I quickly covered the inappropriate part of my body, lowered my head, and run away.

Instead of going back to work, I went to the bathroom. I looked so bad in the mirror, my hair was messy, my eyes were red and swollen, and my clothes were messy. If I was seen by my colleagues, they would...