Chapter 17

"Are you leaving? You haven't had breakfast yet..."

Laila cooked fried dried fish and fried rice for her husband which was his favorite but seems that he is in a rush to get to work.

"Sorry, Wife. Boss has a conference today at 7:00 AM. It's already six o'clock and I have to hurry."

He grabbed the white polo shirt that was hanging also he quickly wore and buttoned it. He picked up the perfume that was sitting on the dressing table and then sprayed it all over his body. He almost bathed in perfume.

"I'm going. Be careful here and don't work too much."

After telling her that, the man headed straight out of the door without leaving her even a kiss that he used to do before departing.

"Vincent! Wait!" she shouted.

He was already at the gate when Laila interrupted his tracks. Face wrinkled as if annoyed with the woman. Scratching his head, he goes back for Laila.

"Do you want to say something?" the tone of his question is even seems not interested in what she prefers to say.

She twitched h