EPISODE 6

My head just ached from thinking about what Luther said. Instead of letting me focus on work, he just gave me something to worry about. I couldn’t even understand the document I was reading anymore, and it’s needed later.

Then, a knock on the door stopped me from overthinking.

But my eyebrow only arched when Allen emerged from the doorway. He brought bouquet of flowers in his hands, smiling as if he hadn’t done anything wrong.

I forgot that he was free to come to me. Because in this family-owned company of ours, he is the Director while I am the CEO.

That was exactly why he was so eager to have me sign the annulment papers back then before the mental hospital burned down. Because if I disappeared, everything would automatically go to him due to my last will, where he is the beneficiary of absolutely everything.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed.

He smiled, handing me the flowers. "I know you're mad. That’s why I want to make it up to you. I'm sorry, okay? Don't be upset anymore." he coddled me with a hug, planting kisses on my forehead.

So disgusting!

Allen is handsome, just like his brothers who almost look identical to each other. They all have the same well-sculpted nose. Actually, his body is even more well-built compared to Luther's. He just has a really weak resistance to temptation. He is better at business, but Luther excels in his passion.

"I'm not mad, Allen. I'm disappointed," I declared. I pushed him away and went back to my seat. I ignored him and let him set the flowers he brought on the table.

"Oh, come on... That’s why I'm here. I know you just want me to win you over. Look, I brought your favorite flower."

I glanced at it. And since when did sunflowers become my favorite? What I love are dahlias. I sneered at him and didn't complain further. I told him to leave if he had nothing else to say because I still had a lot of work to do.

Allen resisted and told me we'll be having a dinner tonight. He said he had already booked a table at our favorite restaurant.

I was a bit exhausted right now, so I wasn't able to protest anymore. He said we would go together before he left the room.

I rested my elbows on the table, supporting my head with my hands.

That dinner is one of my hated memories, where I opened up to him about our honeymoon. Where on earth would you see a married couple who didn't ask for a honeymoon trip, especially for someone classy and wealthy like him? I could understand if we were a poor family, celebrating just at home, but we weren't.

He just got angry at that question of mine and insisted that we didn't need something like that because we didn't plan on having children yet. Like, what? Meanwhile, when we were in college, he asked me almost every day where I wanted to go once we got married.

Everything changes, I think.

Night came, and he did indeed bring me to a restaurant. But just on the way there, I was already unhappy. I know this route; this isn't my favorite restaurant. And I don't love seafood; I am allergic to it, and that happens to be the specialty of the restaurant he brought me to.

And I know someone who loves that kind of food. Luisa!

I just leaned my back against the chair while waiting for the food he ordered. I even lost my appetite because of how much there was; only the dessert was safe for me to eat.

"So, hon, how was your day? Are you okay? What about your hand? Let me see?" He was about to take it when I pulled it away and used it to reach for the glass of water.

"I'm fine, Allen. No need to worry," I said.

Surprise registered on his face. Did he not expect that I wouldn't accept his touch?

"I see. It's good that it's fine then," he said. "It seems like the food will take a while to arrive. Do you want to take a walk first at their famous Viewing Garden? They'll just call us when the food is ready." He stood up then and extended his hand in front of me.

But I didn't move. Viewing Garden? This is our first time coming to this place. How could he say that the restaurant had something like that?

"It seems like you're familiar with this place."

Allen suddenly turned pale, he looked around, and it seemed like his stupidity finally wore off from bringing me here after realizing that it wasn't the favorite place I liked.

I saw how he said the word "sh*t" without sound.

"Sit down, Allen, and let's discuss important matters rather than taking a walk," I said seriously. I won't drag this out anymore, and I'll be the one to open up about the reason why he booked a dinner.

He followed my command, took a sip from a glass of water, then straightened his back. He wanted to say something, but I stopped him, and then I started asking about the funds for a project he is handling.

He wasn't supposed to be short of budget for that project if he hadn't tampered with it and invested it in Luisa's Crypto. And now, the majority shareholders are after him, demanding an update because it has taken so long and he still hasn't finished it.

He's delaying the timeline, continuously looking for a quick fix to cover the money he took. And I am his last best option.

"So, anything you want to say?" I asked him, my eyes wide open waiting for his statement. Last time, he just said it out of nowhere, but now he is struck dumb?

"Uhm... Nothing really, hon, what are you thinking? All I want for now is to have dinner with you," he said, which made my eyebrow raise. Nothing, yet he is sweating?

"Whatever. If there's nothing, then there's nothing."

I didn't waste my breath asking any further until our food arrived. But aside from that, someone else popped up. Luisa, accompanied by a well-built man around whom her arm was wrapped.

David?

"David? What are you doing here?" I asked.

He is the David I knew, Allen's cousin on the side of his Aunt Eliza. I clenched my hand under the table. What the f*ck is he doing? He's married!

"Hi, bestie! Sorry for our sudden appearance. Allen told me you guys were here, so I told my boyfriend that we should have our date here tonight too," she said happily. She was so proud to say that David is her boyfriend. Is she not informed that this man is already married?

His wife is a great doctor!

Luisa sat beside me and wrapped her arm around me. This snake, hasn't she had enough of my husband? She's clinging to someone else too?

But sorry, I have no intention of tolerating her. I excused myself to go to the restroom, but the truth is, I called Naomi Chen, David's wife, and told her everything. Naomi has this bad temper; no one can stop her when she gets mad.

Let's see what Luisa's face will look like once she sees the lioness wife of the man she's having an affair with.