Chapter Fifty-Three

Third Person's POV

Jefferson was very thankful when Celina forgave him. He was very anxious that their fight would last long because it was the first time that they had one. Thinking that his wife had started to get jealous, he promised to himself that he was not going to do anything that would make her feel insecure. Although he couldn't see the reason why she had to, because, for him, she was perfection.

He went to the office the following day and looked for his cell phone. He wondered where he had forgotten it if he didn't leave without it. "Sir," Bree, her secretary, greeted her as she got into his office. He nodded at her while he kept on searching in his drawers, thinking he had placed it there unknowingly.

"Your cell phone," Bree said and his eyes automatically flew to her. "You left it on my table the other day. I was going to give it back to you yesterday but you didn't come to work," she informed him. He started to think whether he had really put it down there or what.

"