CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

          I sat on the chair as my legs began to hurt. Now, I could see his face from behind if he would have been sitting on the chair. But he was out, attending meetings with my husband. I glanced at my wrist. I frowned, thinning my lips. There was no wristwatch around my wrist. I didn't use it after the wedding. 

        I kept mulling over him. My mind couldn't figure out the reason for my husband' deed. Was it attached to the attack? What could be the reason? He wouldn't take such a major step if something wasn't at stake. It still looked difficult. 

       Agat wasn't going to tell me anything. I should ask Victoria. I rolled my eyes as it was easy. Today, morning, it was the first and the last time we talked to each other. I needed to befriend her. Perhaps, I could persuade her to tell me the matter. It would be easy to grab information from her.