43. The game was about to begin

"I always have to come to this office to meet you. Sometimes even your friend is sitting with you, and we can't have a proper conversation. He never leaves and I have to."

Leslie approached Yohan with two glasses of wine and handed one to him, then sat on his lap.

Sara's heart slowly started to ache again, after calming down with great difficulty.

"Why don't you ever invite me to your October Villa? I've heard it's the most beautiful villa in the city."

Yohan took a sip of wine and placed the glass back on the table. He took two deep puffs of the cigarette and blew the smoke in Leslie's face.

"What are you doing? The smoke will ruin my makeup." Her irritation grew apparent, and his eyes darkened even more.

Sara remembered the days before their marriage when Yohan used to blow smoke in her face like this, and she would quietly inhale it without reacting. She never had the courage to speak up in front of Yohan.

Leslie wrapped her arms a