He would ditch an important press conference because he was angry with me. He would also take away his mistress's right to be a mother and give the child to me. Still, at the same time, he was also hiding his affair with another woman, fathering children with her.
For a while, I thought the man before me was a stranger.
I crept into his study while Sean slumbered peacefully. I remembered the housekeeper once mentioned that Sean kept something there.
At the bottom of a drawer, I found a stack of hotel records and intimate photos that shattered my heart. In the photos, Sean and Yelena hugged each other with dazzling smiles. The hotel records spanned several months—each date like a dagger stabbing my heart.
After crying until my tears dried, I lay back on the bed. I looked at Sean, who was still calling me in his sleep. I suddenly realized that sharing a bed and dreaming different dreams were nothing more than this.
Because of yesterday's conflict, Sean spent the following day with me instead of going to the company.
He asked the housekeeper to make soup while he stood in the kitchen, watching cooking videos.