It was a photo taken in a bar. Although the light was dim and the photo was blurry, I could tell at a glance who the woman sitting next to him was.
The two of them hugged each other so tightly.
Mathew added, [I feel like I've been walking for a long time before I met you and I'm finally home.]
I gave his post a like with no expression on my face. Then, I poured the cake and dishes into the trash can.
It was not until three o'clock in the morning that Hailey entered our house.
She smelled of cigarettes and alcohol, and could barely walk. It was me who helped her into the bathroom.
After taking off her skirt, I found that her leggings were gone.
It destroyed my last hope.
After taking a shower, Hailey sobered up a lot.
I poured her a cup of warm honey water as usual.
Then I asked, "Which client got you so drunk?"
Hailey blushed and didn't dare to look me in the eye.
"It's a new client from Sealand. You don't know him."
"Oh." I murmured, and just said, "Go to bed early."
When I woke up the next day, I deliberately asked Hailey, "Since you're so busy with work, do you want to cancel our travel next week?"