Weylin squirmed in his sleep. Unconsciously he put his palm next to him, feeling the space beside him. He frowned upon not finding the warm, slender body which he had been cuddling throughout the entire night. Being reluctant to open his eyes, he kept tracing the bed. Finally, he opened his eyes only to realize that he was the only person in the room. Scrubbing his face gently with both hands, he sat up. “She could have woken me up,” He pouted, looking at the wrinkled sheets beside him. “Waking up alone feels lonely.” He put his palm on the area where his wife slept last night. “It’s cold. It looks like she woke up long ago.” He pouted even more, looking sad. “Tch…Such a cold-hearted wife I have. We cuddled all night and now she left me alone.”Suddenly, a waft of mouthwatering aroma assaulted his nose. He sat erect like a puppy would sit upon hearing the word ‘treats’.“Oh? She is in the kitchen, hm?” He smiled brightly like a child. “Let's freshen up first and then meet her downsta

Garaine's solemn facial expressions didn't change. She schooled her expression so quickly, looking exactly how Shadow would look to take down her opponent. She stared at the latter, holding her weapon down. "Garaine, you are the infamous assassin, The Shadow!?" Lucia exclaimed, visually overwhelmed by the discovery. She rushed to her friend. "I can't believe you-" As she was about to hug Garaine, she felt the sharp pressure on her stomach. She looked down only to realize the tip of Garaine's katana was resting against her stomach. If she moved an inch forward, the blade would mercilessly penetrate her. "Garaine?!" Flabbergasted, Lucia looked at her friend. "I'm still Shadow, your opponent, remember?" Garaine smirked, pressing her katana against the other's stomach, reminding Lucia that her life is at her mercy. "I don't think twice before destroying someone who stands against me." "Oh? You're gonna play like that?" Lucia snickered, shaking her head. "Then, you protect someone

“What?!” Spider exclaimed, stopping in her tracks. “So, you’re saying that all the cyber attacks were caused by Davies?”“Don’t stop moving, you blockhead,” Shadow smacked her friend’s head. “We are in the basement. One mistake will cost both of our lives.”“Ah, my bad.” Lucia smiled sheepishly. “In the morning, I had a meeting with my father and Mr. Turner,” Garaine explained. “The Davies seems to be up to something big. The corresponding cyber attacks, attack on Mr. Turner, attack on me and this tight security- I think it's somehow related to the mystery of the basement.”“You are worn out, aren’t you?” Lucia wanted to know, noticing the change in her gait pattern.“I've been working non-stop since yesterday,” Garaine let out a weary smile. “It's natural that I’m kinda exhausted.”Lucia held Garaine’s hand, making the other look at her. “We should’ve postponed our mission if you aren’t feeling good.” Her voice was contoured with concern. “Aish, you worrywart, I’m not that exhaust

Garaine turned around only to find her husband sitting on the couch. She gulped nervously as she realized what would happen next. She tried to read her husband’s expression but since the room was dimly lit, she failed. “You are supposed to be sleeping now. Why aren’t you sleeping?” Garaine spoke, trying to mask the anxiousness on her face.“That’s not important, Garaine.” Weylin stood up and took a step forward. ”I'm not letting you off the hook today.”Weylin’s voice was cold enough to send chills down her spine. Garaine lowered her gaze as she knew she had no escape today. It's natural for a loving husband to worry for his wife and Weylin was indeed a very loving husband. He was just worried about her.She parted her lips but she just couldn’t bring herself to spill the beans about her deepest secret to her husband. Thousands of unwanted negative thoughts started to gnaw her mind. What if he starts hating me? What if he stops loving me? He actually fell for my caring side, not for

“What?”Garaine flinched. Subconsciously, she touched her face only to feel her mask. She heaved a sigh of relief as her cover didn’t blow. “Why are you covering your face like that?” Weylin frowned, narrowing his eyes. “Take that annoying mask off your face first. I cannot see your beautiful face.”He reached his hand out to take her mask off when she leaned back, making it impossible for him to touch her mask.“What are you doing, young master?!” Garaine exclaimed. “God! He is so out of it”. She mumbled, rolling her eyes. “I guess these drunkyards left me with no other choice.”“What are you mumbling?” Blake looked at her. “My apologies but I have to do this.” Garaine gave a sudden blow at Blake’s neck, hitting his carotid artery, knocking him unconscious. She held him by his waist to prevent him from falling on the floor and sustaining injuries. “What did you do to my father?” Weylin looked at her with horror in his eyes. “The next in the line is you.”Garaine stretched her li