After closing the door, Stephen followed Fiona, who was sitting on couch. The room was quiet except for the sound of Fiona's sobs as she wiped tears away. Stephen handed her the tissue box and watched as she crumpled one tissue after another. He felt a surge of protectiveness towards her and couldn't bear to see her suffer like this.Fiona whispered, "Thanks." Stephen deliberately gave Fiona time to cry and sat beside her.Stephen spoke in a low voice, "I'm sorry the dinner was messed up because of my arrival.""It's not your fault, Stephen! Billy is 'selfish,' as you say," Fiona crumpled the tissue she had just used to wipe away tears.Suddenly, Fiona's phone rang, jolting them both out of their thoughts. It was a text message from Billy.[Consider your decision to maintain your marriage well before something worse happens to you or to Stephen.]Stephen's blood boiled as he read the message. Billy had threatened Fiona, warning her to stay away from Stephen. Stephen knew he had to act
That morning, Stephen busied himself planting flowers in Geoff's front yard. Despite the fact that he had been tasked with cleaning the garden, Stephen had a genuine love for gardening."Stephen!" Fiona approached him in a tracksuit, her face glistening with sweat and a towel draped over her shoulders."What's wrong, Fiona? Have you finished your workout?" Stephen greeted his wife with a warm smile."I think so." Fiona smiled, gripping both ends of the towel hanging around her neck.The beautiful view of Stephen's flower garden slowly dissipated Fiona's exhaustion."I have something to tell you about our earlier conversation." Fiona's words caught Stephen's attention, and he paused his activities. Together, they walked out of Geoff's yard."Have you decided to move?" Stephen asked, a look of happiness on his face. However, Fiona shook her head slowly."So, what is it?" Stephen grew curious."I have a request for you. I hope you don't mind fulfilling it," Fiona said enthusiastically."O
After Steven turned off his phone, he approached Fiona once more. Meanwhile, the saleswoman stood beside Fiona with her hands on her hips and an angry expression on her face."Enough with this drama! I can't continue to be patient with fake customers like you!" The saleswoman snapped at Steven. "Drag him and his women out of the gallery!" she ordered in an arrogant tone.Two security guards then approached and pulled Fiona's hand towards the exit."Bastard! What the hell are you doing?" Steven threw his fist at one of the security guards.Steven's resistance prompted three other security guards to attack him. Fights in the gallery were unavoidable. Steven had to face four security guards at once.A security guard threw a punch at Steven, but he ducked just in time. The guard then kicked Steven from behind, causing him to falter, but he regained control of his body and performed a spinning kick.The next attack was from the front. Steven caught the security guard's shoulders with his ha
"What?" Fiona gave Stephen a surprised look, then turned to Tom, as if to confirm Stephen's words."Please choose any jewelry you like. I will give it to you," Tom smiled sincerely at Fiona, who was still confused.Tom then instructed a blonde saleswoman to assist Fiona in selecting her jewelry. "Very well, Boss Tom," the saleswoman approached Fiona. "Come with me! I'll show you the best collections in the gallery!"Fiona followed the sales clerk to view the most expensive jewelry sets at the Best Jewelry Gallery. "You're very lucky, Miss Fiona. Boss Tom isn't usually a generous person," said the salesgirl, waiting for Fiona in front of the glass storefront."Is that true?""That's correct, Miss Fiona. I think your husband is a great man, to the extent that Boss Tom came here to pay homage to him."The saleswoman's words made Fiona turn to Stephen, who was engaged in an intimate conversation with Tom Lynch. Despite not wearing a suit, Stephen still looked like a businessman, carrying h
The phone call ended, making Stephen breathe a sigh of relief.Stephen asked with a warm smile, "Do you want to go straight home or go somewhere?"Fiona sighed, loosening the nerves. "Actually I still want to travel, but I remember having an appointment with my supervisor for my thesis."As Fiona spoke, Stephen's warm smile turned into a sympathetic expression. He knew how hard Fiona had been working, juggling her academic responsibilities with her job as an assistant professor. He admired her tenacity and dedication to her studies, but he also couldn't help feeling a little worried about her health and well-being."You've been working so hard, Fiona," Stephen said, reaching out to touch her hand. "I don't want you to overwork yourself. You deserve a break."Fiona smiled back at him, feeling grateful for his concern. "I know, but I just want to make sure I'm on track with my thesis. And besides, I love my work. It's challenging, but it's also rewarding."Stephen nodded, understanding
That evening, Stephen had an early dinner so that he wouldn't have a late meeting with Etta Carson. His hand reached for cellphone to check for messages on the chat application.A message from Etta appeared on the cellphone screen. "Stephen, I'm already outside your house."Stephen hurried down the stairs, passing Fiona and her brothers who were having dinner."Where are you going, Stephen? You look so neat and smell so good!" Megan scolded, as if she intended to make Fiona jealous and suspicious of Stephen."I have a photo shoot scheduled tonight," Stephen answered in an even tone and left immediately. He didn't want to stand there for too long, which might have caused Megan to babble."Be careful, Stephen!" Fiona said. Her soft voice made Stephen pause for a moment before turning around. "Sure," he replied with a faint smile and left the house.When Stephen arrived outside the gate, he approached Etta's car and sat in the passenger seat. "Thanks for coming to pick me up," Stephen sai
"You think you can just walk away from me, Stephen?" Etta said slowly, but her voice sent chills down his spine. He had put up with her manipulation and emotional abuse for far too long; it was time to leave.Stephen turned his back to her and reached for the doorknob, hoping to make a clean break. But as his hand closed around the metal, he realized the door was locked. Panic shot through him as he jiggled the knob, but it wouldn't budge.He spun around to face Etta, anger rising within him. "What did you do?" he demanded.Etta's expression was cold and unreadable. "I didn't do anything, Stephen. But I think it's time we had a little chat."The redhead woman in the sexy lace dress closed the distance between them. She reached out to touch Stephen's arm, but he flinched away from her, his eyes flashing with anger."Don't touch me," he spat, his voice low and dangerous.Etta didn't seem to notice his hostility. She just looked at him with a small smile on her lips, as if she was enjoyin
Etta's laughter echoed through the room, cutting through the tense silence like a knife. Her mischievous eyes sized up the security guards, taking note of their bulging muscles and stern expressions. For a moment, she considered making a break for it, but their challenge dared her to try."You guys are so funny! Going to the trouble of opening the door just to catch a woman like me! Aren't you embarrassed?" Etta taunted."It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman. When you commit a crime, you must be arrested!" said the security guard standing in front.The guard's face hardened as he glared at Etta, and his voice boomed through the room like thunder. Despite the tension growing thicker, Etta remained unfazed."Give up quickly! We won't hurt you!" said the man in the beige suit, softening his tone."Give up?" Etta laughed. "Even if I do, I won't let you guys touch me!"As Etta considered her options, a mysterious smile grew on her face. She was backed into a corner, but she was alwa