Cameron saw Hazel entering Ethan's office and immediately followed her. He quickly clamped his hand over her mouth and pulled her out of the room before she could say a word and ruin the couple’s moment. He didn't want the couple interrupted. Ethan had been grouchy because his wife didn't want to talk to him. Now that she answered the call and was talking to him, Ethan would be definitely furious if they were interrupted. Ethan saw what Cameron did, he sauntered towards the door and locked it so no one would disturb him. "I just discovered that I have married a beautiful and witty woman," Ethan chuckled, went back to his desk and sat on his chair. "Where are you now?" Moriah asked. "I'm at my office," Ethan answered. "Mr. Miller, you're the CEO. Why are you slacking around? There are important things that need your attention," she teasingly said and her voice was somewhat breathy. "Nothing is more important than my wife," Ethan responded, grinning like a school boy. Moriah cou

She lazily went into the bathroom and had a shower. Her tears mingled with the pouring water from the shower head. She was trying to shake off the dream from her memory, but she couldn’t do it. He didn’t want to divorce her and at the same time he wanted to keep Hazel. She loathes herself for falling in love with him and allowing herself to be lost on him. She had no class today and had no plan on going out so she just put on a simple shirt and baggy pants. She took a book to read and plonk herself onto the couch facing the floor to ceiling wall overlooking the sea. She stared at the sea and lost in her thoughts when her phone rang. She stood up abruptly and darted to get her phone, thinking that it was Ethan, who was calling, but to her dismay, it was Shaun who was calling. She took a deep breath and answered the phone call. “Hi, Shaun!” “Moriah, I’m in Shanghai now,” Shaun excitedly said. Despite her dismay that it wasn’t Ethan, who had called, Moriah smiled. She remembered Sha

“I think I have to take a pain reliever,” Shaun said and winced. Moriah held Ethan’s hand and she pulled him towards the kitchen. She was afraid that they would grapple if she left them alone. “Lovey dovey,” Anastacia teased them as they entered the kitchen. “I’m just holding his hand so he won’t hurt Shaun,” Moriah pouted her lips, she let go of Ethan’s hand and poured water in the glass. “You tended to Shaun's injury and yet you didn’t even look at your husband’s hand. He was also hurt,” although there was no trace of rebuke in her mother's tone, Moriah flinched visibly.She looked at Ethan and her gaze went to his right hand, he was right handed obviously he used his right hand to punch Shaun. There was a bruise on his knuckles. Ethan hid his hand in the pocket of his trousers. She placed the cup of water on the table. And came closer to him. “Let me see your hand.” Ethan was unwilling to show his hand. She sighed and turned away from him and then took the cup of water. Sh

Moriah looked up once she felt the bed sloped downward. "Wifey," Ethan uttered, and caressed her face. Moriah suddenly got up and hugged his neck and sobbed. "I thought you left," she said in bouts of sobs."I won't leave, don't cry," he said, soothing her. "Moriah, love…" Ethan murmured, Moriah looked up to him, expectantly waiting for his next words. Ethan couldn't continue. He wanted to give her assurance that he won't leave her as he did whenever they had a fight. But, he can't tell it as he himself doubts his ability to keep it. What if he had promised her again and couldn't keep it? At a loss what to say, Ethan tilted his head down to kiss away the tears in her eyes. In her daze, Moriah didn't remember when she and Ethan began kissing passionately. The thing she was sure of was that the passion in them was rapidly spreading like a wildfire. "Ethan," Moriah sobbed his name in the thick of passion and pleasure. "Moriah, baby," Ethan responded to her and a groan of pleasu

Moriah looked at him, tears kept flowing from her eyes. “Why don’t you want to have a child?” “I’m not ready to have a child,” Ethan said and sat on the couch near the French window. “Why?” Moriah wanted to know his reason. “Let’s not talk about it, Moriah,” Ethan said in a curt tone. Moriah concluded that his unwillingness to discuss his reason was that he just didn’t want to have a child with her. He is a man and can’t help but touch her whenever he feels a need, he just sees her as fulfilling his carnal needs but has no plan to have a child with her. Moriah held her chest, as a past bearable pain swept into her heart. Within a minute, she stopped crying, and with her palm, she dried her tear streaked face. She entered the bathroom and washed her face, brushed her hair and left the room afterwards, leaving Ethan in the room. After a while, Moriah’s phone rang. Ethan fished out her phone and looked at the screen to check who the caller was. His stoic face turned grim when he sa