The festive and jovial mood along the streets in Chinatown did nothing to ignite neither Ethan's nor Moriah's somber heart. Unable to find an appropriate word and timing to strike up a conversation with her husband, she remained silent as they stroll. They walked side by side, so near yet so far with the thick invisible wall parting them. Like the people of China built the great wall to protect the country from invasion, so is Moriah, protecting her heart from Ethan's invasion. A burly man was moving quite fast towards Moriah and Ethan and collided with Moriah. The collision took Moriah by surprise and was unable to balance herself. With a cry she fell face first to the ground but in the nick of time, a pair of strong arms surrounded her and pulled her back. Ethan protectively embraced her and pressed her head against his chest. The loud beating of his heart was like a symphony of music in Moriah's ears. In her daze, she momentarily forgot that she wasn't supposed to allow herself
The door creaked open, lifting her eyes up from the medical report in front of her, Moriah's green forest eyes came in contact with her best friend's hazel eyes. "What's the matter?" Moriah asked with slightly raised eyebrows. Her best friend's tear pooled eyes said that she needed someone who would lend ears and a shoulder to cry on. "I can't stand it anymore!" she told Moriah before she gave in and allowed herself to cry. Pitying her friend, she strode toward her and pulled her to her embrace. She patted her back to lend her the strength she needed to pull herself together. She felt absurd, she was giving strength to her friend when she herself was struggling to make it through her everyday. But what could she possibly do? Will she abandon her friend because she was hurting too. Absolutely, no. She wasn't raised by her parents to be selfish, only thinking about herself. "Go on, cry," this is her way of telling Cindy that she's alway there for her no matter what. Over the year
Clearing his throat, to take Moriah's attention who was physically present but mentally absent, his objective was realized in an instant as Moriah came back to her senses. "A – are you telling something?" Her stuttering was an indication of her fluttering heart, a thing that only Shaun and Cindy knew. Shoving his hands in his pocket, Shaun clenched them. He can't accept the fact that Moriah is somewhat affected by Ethan's presence. "What do you want to eat?" His gentleness totally discombobulated Moriah. He was cold and uncaring now and then switched to being warm and caring. She wondered if her husband is bipolar. "I - I can't decide what to eat," Moriah clenched her hand until her knuckles were white as a sheet. She so hated the fact that Ethan makes her heart flutter like a butterfly by merely looking at her. "Do you want me to order for you?" He said tucking away the loose tendrils of hair behind her ears. As if under a spell, unknowingly Moriah leaned her head and raised h
"Do you want to eat more?" Ethan asked Moriah as he finished wiping the corner of his lips with a table napkin."Mm," she hummed her reply as she nodded her head affirmatively and added, "I'm going to have some of the salad."Moriah was about to pick the salad servers, but Ethan beat her to it."Let me," he said, and put some salad on her plate.Except for the pasta Moriah didn't eat any of the food Shaun ordered.After she finished eating the salad Ethan gave her, excusing herself, Moriah went to the powder room. After she used the toilet and washed her hand, she came out of the powder room.All of a sudden, Moriah's back felt the cold concrete
Moriah unbuckled her seat belt and squirmed to free herself from Ethan's embrace. Without missing a beat, she opened the door and went out of the car, leaving a puzzled Ethan.Ethan couldn't figure out why she was vacillating between being warm and cold towards him. When they were in Manchester, she kissed him back and snuggled against his chest. Then she avoided her after waking up. After that when they were roaming around Chinatown she became warm again, but became cold before they retired for the night.What's wrong with her? He heard Shaun say that she's a consistent lady and not hard to decipher.Instead of going straight to their bedroom, Ethan went to the study.In the bedroom, having donned her pajamas after her bath and nightly skin regimen, sh
"Who do you think exposed your marriage?" Cindy asked while they were waiting for their meal to be served."I don't know," she had been cracking her brain to solve the puzzle.Who on earth had done that and what’s their motive behind it."Do you think Ethan had done that?" Cindy asked.She was about to answer her, but the server came with their meals. Moriah zipped her mouth, she looked stern as her lips formed a narrow straight line. The server's hands quavered while serving their meal.Moriah realized her expression had intimidated the server. In order to dispel the uneasiness of the server Moriah said ‘thanks’ and the server felt relieved.
Zachary invited himself for a coffee at Cindy's apartment which the latter scoffingly agreed.Stepping out of the elevator, Moriah and Zachary were chuckling at Cindy's antics when she spotted Ethan. He was standing there like a ferocious lion ready to pounce on his prey."Hey pal," Zachary draped his arm over Ethan's shoulder."What are you doing here?" Ethan asked with a grim expression. He somewhat envied him that his wife seemed to enjoy his company."They invited me to have a coffee," Zachary answered, looking smug.Cindy and Moriah simultaneously rolled their eyes and giggled as they walked past them.Ethan noticed that Moriah's thick and
It's the fifth day since Ethan left for a business trip. Moriah felt odd at the stares she received from the nurses and doctors as she and Cindy passed by. She had seen some who were whispering among themselves and most of them looked at her pitifully.She didn't think much about it as she had to do two surgeries today and distraction was the last thing she needed.At Cindy's office, annoyance was written all over her face when Zachary came in."Mr Brown, how may I help you?" She asked in a professional tone.She's annoyed to see him in her office yet she has to be professional."I'm here for a check up," Zachary wore his boyish grin, which Cindy found rather cute than annoying.