Time for oneself.
A small voice inside his head told him to stop, but he ignored it. His head ached, nausea churned in his stomach, and a deep sense of discomfort settled in his chest. He was still not ready to process what he had just heard from his assistant. He didn’t even care that he stumbled out of the boardroom, fully aware that the members of the Board of Directors were most likely talking about him.
He needed some space. He needed to get away for a while. The blow he had just taken had been a hard one,