"Calling you so late to ask about work? That's quite dedicated."
Maybe sensing the sarcasm in my tone, Caleb pulled me into his arms and said in a slightly playful tone, "Are you mad, honey? Young people are energetic. I'll scold her tomorrow. Don't be mad. Getting angry will give you wrinkles..."
Caleb buried his head in my neck. I gently pushed him away and said nonchalantly, "Okay, I'm not mad. Just teasing you. Get back to work. I'm going to bed."
Seeing that I wasn't asking more, Caleb clearly sighed in relief.
"I knew you're the best. You go to bed first. I'll join you as soon as I'm done."
I nodded and left the room. As the door closed, my expression changed.
Caleb was definitely lying to me. His tone on the phone was very gentle, as if he was coaxing someone.
He panicked when he saw me enter. The person on the other end was definitely not Nora. But who was it? I had to find out.
Back in the bedroom, there was a wedding photo of Caleb and me hanging above the bed.
In the photo, Caleb looked down with eyes full of tenderness at me in his arms.
At that time, we were going through the toughest part of our startup. But, I still chose to marry him without hesitation.