Reason? His reasoning was also very righteous and just - he had kicked the door and broke it, so it couldn't be locked. Clearly, he was worried about the safety of her, a girl, staying here, so he laid out a makeshift bed and slept on the floor. Just like that night, he had already gotten used to it, acting independently and not caring about her objections.
The door was fixed the next day, and even replaced with a new lock.
After the door was fixed, the repairman left.
William Griffith handed her the keys and slowly said, "Keys."
Cherish Turner took the keys without knowing what else to say.
"You don't have to go to work these few days. If I see you, you know the consequences," William Griffith said threateningly in a cold and harsh tone.
Cherish clenched the keys tightly in her hand, pursing her lips. He gave her a deep look, then turned and left. As soon as he left, Cherish sighed silently.