"Why do you look like sh*t?" Dalmi bent her knees and peeked through his side. She stopped right in front of him, but the man kept on mumbling things in his side, refusing to look at her.Her eyes squinted to the messy bar counter. Numerous bottles of liquors are on the tabletop, two bottles are on the ground, and there was a shot glass beside Carden's foot."You really drank all of this? Are you insane?" she repeated. Now, Carden slowly turned his head. As if he saw a ghost, his eyes widened."W-wife? Why are you here? Aren't you angry at me?" he asked and removed his arms from his knees.He poured all his attention to the woman whom he wasn't able to see for almost a week. Dalmi was wearing a plaid gray polo and skirt with a white inner. Her hair hanged loosely on her back, and her eyes directed at him."You...you are not angry anymore?" he immediately stood and went close to her. One foot was standing on the ground, and his other knee still on the floor,

"I'm sorry," Carden whispered as he kissed Dalmi's forehead after he laid her on the bed.Her pale face seemed so tired, and Carden could feel that it was because of the stress he gave her. He wanted her to forgive him. But seeing how tired she was, he thought he'd just settle for her treatment until she could finally do it.He knew the woman loved her as much as he did. She just can't seem to how it. Or that was what he thinks of.He pushed aside all the scattered strands of her hair away from her face and once again, dropped a soft kiss on her lips before he walked towards the door and turned the lights off, leaving only the warm yellow light from the night lamp and laid his back at the other side of the bed, facing her.The man, no matter how much he drank all night was awakened when he saw his wife in front of her. Maybe she couldn't forgive him yet, but he would never allow her to leave the house again even if she gets furious. Just the fact that Dalmi was s

"Was the CEO really on the marketing department?""His wife was there!""I thought they were relatives! They resembled some features on their faces!"The buzzing sound from the chatters outside the fully opened door of the marketing department made Dalmi's head turn away from Carden.She took a peek at the people's faces. Some of her office mates from the same room stopped working and had their eyes on the man standing not too far from her.Some continued working, and the other people from different departments obviously kept on walking back and forth as they peeked at the glass walls.Dalmi's eyes landed back on the man in a black suit. His eyes fixed on her, his hair brushed up and was neatly done, and a paper bag on his hand. Without taking any hesitation and shame from other people around him, Carden strode the way towards his wife who's now gaping at him.A small smile crept on his face as he lifted the paper bag up to the level of her eyes an

"But I see you are fine, so why are you caging yourself in this place?" she furrowed her brows and leaned towards him.She roamed her eyes around the whole room. Jackie's place was way larger than her room in their penthouse but was just the same as on their mansion.His room was filled with baby blue colors including his furniture, sheets, curtains.He said he wanted to turn it into an old rose one, but he was afraid his dad would kill him that's why he turned it to the second color that he loved.What Dalmi liked the most about his room was the fur carpet lying on the areas near his bed. Every time she'd jump off it, she'd never bother to search for her fluffy slippers because the comfort of the fur fabric was enough.But then, she realized she couldn't feel it earlier. She immediately sat and tried to touch the floor with her feet, only to confirm that the carpet was replaced into a rough one, and also, in a darker shade."Why the hell you removed th

Dalmi gulped. The man hugged her again, but this time, tighter. His warm embrace felt like he was trying to show her how afraid he had been, and how painful it was for him when he thought he'd never go home.Those words were too short, but it already sent millions of daggers in her heart, slowly piercing through it like it.With trembling hands, she hugged him back and buried her face on his chest. She didn't care if it'd suffocate her, as long as she could feel the warmth he delivers."I'll go home, love..." she whispered, her voice almost like a feather, she didn't know if he heard it.She felt the man froze, he stopped caressing her back and she could no longer feel if he was moving. Dalmi pushed her back to see what happened to him.Stunned, Carden couldn't stop himself to stare at the teary-eyed woman in front of her. Did he hear her right?Did she really call him love? he asked himself as he cupped her face, his thumb caressing her cheeks and his