Chapter 5: Confrontation

Naera didn't know what she will do right now that she was facing her husband. She is just listening to what he is saying and her mouth is mute. She can't even taste the food she's eating.

"Naera, are you okay? You're not answering me," her husband said. She looked at him and give him a forced smile.

"Sorry, I got distracted. What were you saying?"

"I said why didn't we call for the others to celebrate with us? Like, your best friend, Yumi to celebrate with us?" he asked. She looked at him like she can't believe what he was suggesting.

"Uh... why? Marco, we are celebrating our wedding anniversary. Do we need to... invite her out?" she asked. Marco looked at her confused and laughed.

"You suggested it before, why not now?" Maybe because she doesn't want to see them sitting together and acting like nothing is going on with them? Her acting like she is dumb and didn't know that her husband and best friend are having s*x behind her back?

"Well, I just want to... you know- spend time with you as my husband," she said with a smile but there is a lump in her throat that seems so hard to remove even if she swallows a lot of times, it was not leaving. Marco put down the utensils he was holding and looked at her weirdly.

"You're weird tonight, Naera? Are you sure you're not sick? Do you need to take me to the hospital?" she shook her head and smiled widely trying to stop the tears that were trying to come out of her eyes.

"No, no, let's eat and enjoy our night. You won't exchange it for the world, right? You love me, right?" she asked him trying to make sure that he still loves her or just trying to assure herself that he still does.

"Of course, my dear. I do. I love you," he said as if it was the obvious thing in the world. But it made her spill the tears she's been holding since earlier. His eyebrow furrowed when he saw tears leave her eyes. She immediately wipes it away. "Naera, what is wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing at all. Let's eat," she said and started to eat again. Trying to forget what she saw earlier.

The next day, Naera went to her husband's company to visit him. Well, she made food for them to eat together. Maybe what she saw is a trick of that billionaire who put things in her head.

"Mrs. Klein!" Her husband's secretary looks so surprised to see her. She smiled and nodded to her.

"Kier, is Marco inside? I cook something for him. And I am hoping to eat with him."

"Oh! Uhm... Mrs. Klein, Mr. Klein is inside and-"

"Great! Thank you! Don't overwork yourself." She then walked toward the door and opened it but-

"Oh no-"

"Uhh... mn... faster Marco!"

"You're so amazing, Yumi. Ugh... so tight and delicious..."

Her breath hitched and it seems that her heart stopped beating for a moment. She pulled the door back but with a gap, enough to see what the two were doing inside. Her lips trembled when she saw them having- s*x inside his office. The two people he cared about, people she trust, and people who she thought that the last people who will betray her.

"Uhm... Marco, I love you!" Marco caresses her gently as if she's the most fragile glass he ever holds in his hands. Naera bit her lips until they bleed.

"I love you, my dear Yumi. I love you more," he said and kissed her passionately and thrust in her inside and out. Moans and groans of the two who are unaware of the audience who saw their secret rendezvous. Her world collapsed and turned into dust. Why? Why is this happening to her? She gently close the door, making sure that the two didn't hear it.

"Mrs. Klein, I-"

"Kier, I-I'll leave the food here. Gi-give it to him after-" her tears burst out and she wiped them immediately away. "After her 'work' is done." She gave the bag of food to the secretary and heartbrokenly walked away. Walk out of the building and aimlessly walk in the street. What did she do wrong to deserve it? She's been good, she donated money to the Church, and she never tried to do bad things, but why? Why did it have to be them? She cried hard while walking. She doesn't care if the people looked at her pitifully or if they thought of her as someone crazy for crying in the middle of the street. It's just that, it hurts. It hurts deeply like her heart is being ripped apart inside her chest. She had no one to talk to. Even if she does, it's not like they are close as she is with Yumi.

"Didn't I tell you," she heard a familiar voice. She turned and saw him. Daemon Morningstar, the famous billionaire. She frowned.

"What-What are you doing here?"

"Well, I'm just taking a stroll and saw you like this. For the record, it wasn't me who put the idea in your head. If you're going to ask me that," Daemon said with a wide smile on her face. She sniffed and looked away, licked her lips then looked again at him.

"So, do you know that they're doing it" he shook his head.

"No. I didn't know that you're the wife of Mr. Klein. I just deduced it, since I saw them together one time at a party. Telling other people that they are in a relationship. Boyfriend and girlfriend. So, that is why I thought you were single." He walked towards her with a smirk. "So, why didn't you face them?"

"Huh?" She looked at him confused. Daemon rolled his eyes and looked at her.

"Why are you not thrashing around than making a fuss about your husband having an affair with your best friend? What are you? A coward?" She looked at him and shakes her head.

"I will confront him at home. I will make sure to get an answer out from him." Daemon walked towards her closely. He put his index finger under her chin and made her look him in the eye.

"I hope you don't get soft on him because it will be pretty boring."