Chapter 37 – My family.

[Clayton POV]

We have spent a week in New Zealand before I got mountains of calls from clients feeling entitled enough to disturb my honeymoon. I should take more days off from work.

The bed seems cold, well it is cold because my wife is nowhere to be seen, must be this new found painting she is so focused on.

She had turned half of our hotel room into a painting area, not that I was complaining, just really would love to get my wife back.

“Really? I thought we agreed you will finish this when we get home,” I grumbled, giving her a kiss on her head.

“Morning,” she says in the most tired voice, I could see eyebags, her face had never looked this pale.

“Wait, when did you start painting?” I asked angrily, she really lost sleep because of this.

I started painting since you fell asleep,” she says softly, “I know don’t scold me, I just couldn’t sleep without finishing this piece, it is very important.”

“Important enough to jeopardize your health?” I asked, well she is an artist, th