dangerous situation

Several days passed...

Nights at precisely 10 o'clock, Erland saw Tiffany already asleep, so he took advantage of the opportunity to contact Maelie. The man rose from the bed slowly, then walked out of the room and into the study.

He locked the door, then retrieved his phone from beneath the cabinet and brought it to the black sofa.

"Huh, finally..." He sighed, sitting back on the sofa while activating his phone.

"Tomorrow I'll return without telling her," he said to himself, imagining Maelie's beautiful face and immediately contacting her once his phone was successfully activated.

"Hello?"

Erland smiled warmly upon hearing his second wife's voice.

"Hey, Baby. Are you okay now? What are you doing there?" he immediately inquired.

"I'm fine," Maelie replied, sounding calm. "Seems like you're enjoying your time there so much that..."

"I hate it here, and honestly, I feel tortured!" Erland interjected before Maelie could finish her sentence. He quickly switched the call to a video call an