At that moment the master of ceremonies announced to the guest to dance while the orchestra was playing music. "Would you do me the honor of a dance tonight?" Denver smiled charmingly and lifted his hand. Moriah took his hand, and Denver brought her to the dance floor. Ethan quietly seethed in anger when he saw Moriah's gown was backless. He specifically told the stylist what he wants for Moriah's gown, how dare they disobey his order. "I love to dance Ethan, can we dance?" Hazel fondly stroked Ethan's arm. Ethan steered her towards the dance floor near Moriah. As Moriah was swirled by Denver, she caught sight of Ethan dancing with Hazel. A strange emotion pricked her heart. She frowned as she couldn't tell what she felt seeing her husband dance with another woman. Their bodies were too close to each other like they were stuck together. She looked away and focused on Denver. She could feel the warmth of his hand at her back when he brought her closer to him with his hand over

"Alright, you're good to go now," Moriah said nonchalantly. Ethan's face darkened as he was sent away like he wasn't her husband. She just tended his injury just like her other patients. Not giving her a glance, he stood up and strode towards the door. The door opened before he could reach it and there came Denver with a cup of coffee and his dashing smile. Denver frowned at him, but smiled again when his eyes stopped on Ethan's hand covered with bandages. So he came here as Moriah's patient and not a suitor. He was able to breathe again. "Good morning, Moriah, I've got you your favorite coffee," he walked past Ethan. Ethan heard her greeting him back and thanking Denver with a cheery voice. He knew nothing about his wife's favorites. He didn't want Shaun to bring her up. Whenever Shaun talked about Moriah, he displayed his disinterest and made sarcastic remarks. Since then, Shaun had made no mention of her at all. Now that he's married to her, he has no clues what his wife like

"Hazel, go home, I'll come to see you when I've got time," his cold gaze turned soft when he looked at Hazel. Moriah was unnerved seeing his husband's cold gaze warmed when he looked at Hazel. "Alright," she smiled sweetly at Ethan, then turned to Moriah and scowled at her before leaving. Moriah just shrugged her shoulders and smiled faintly. The audacity of the mistress was unbelievable. "Have a seat," Ethan said. She didn't sit and talked straight away. "Dad called and said he wants us to go to Manchester to celebrate with them for their 26th wedding anniversary on Monday. I came to ask you what will be your reason for not coming. I'm afraid that we'll give different reasons to dad. I know dad, he will surely ask you." He looked at her and said, "Who told you, I won't be coming?" Moriah couldn't answer him and bowed her head, "I just thought you won't come as you have many things to do and you're with Hazel." "Why didn't you just call me instead of coming here?" "I don't have

"How are you son?" As Ethan was just three inches taller than Jianyu's six feet height, it wasn't difficult for him to place his arm on Ethan's shoulder. He side hugged him as he gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze like a father giving a son encouragement. "I'm doing great baba," Ethan called his father in law, baba (dad) and mother in law mama (mum) considering that most Asian people would call their parents in-laws mom and dad as a show of respect. For Asians, to call a father in law and mother in law by their name is disrespectful. Jianyu is Asian and kept some of his culture and traditions, although he had married an English woman and been in England for so many years. The autumn morning chilly air blew, caressing Moriah's face, causing her nape hair to rise. Goosebumps covering the entirety of

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