… "I have a question, please answer sincerely" Kaylar voiced out. "Did anything happen between us last night?" Kaylar couldn't get that question out of her mind, she didn't feel anything different in her body but who knows? So she asked to be sure. "Nothing happened. After scolding me you puked everywhere so I had to clean you up" Wayne answered with a shrug. He was definitely attracted to Kaylar physically. At the end of the day, he was still a perfectly healthy man. Who could resist the charm of a charming lady like Kaylar? *Sigh* Kaylar was glad, she would not have known how to face Wayne if they really did something. "My grandparents want us to visit during the weekend," Wayne informed Kaylar as he looked outside the window. His gaze was filled with uncertainty and guilt. His grandparents had high hopes for his marriage. Wouldn't they be disheartened when they find out the truth about his marriage? Kaylar remained silent. She was also nervous the weekend was the day af
Kaylar couldn't help but blush at Grandma Yu's endless praises. "Grandma, your skin is also fair and you look young, I would have mistaken you for his aunt" Kaylar flattered the old lady as she felt more relaxed. Grandma Yu was clearly flattered. "Wayne look at your wife she has a sweet mouth unlike yours" Grandma Lou teased Wayne endlessly. She liked her granddaughter-in-law, and she was compatible with her grandson both in appearance and family background. Although their personalities were contrasting they would have a beautiful marriage. Seeing how much Grandma Lou liked Kaylar, Wayne smiled to himself. "Since grandma likes her granddaughter-in-law so much, shouldn't you give her a welcome gift?" "You brat, how will I forget that" Grandma Yu glared at him with a tender smile. "Butler Su, go bring the gift I prepared for Kaylar" Grandma Yu ordered. She prepared the gift a long time ago. Before the gift arrived Grandma Yu started chatting with Kaylar. "Ever since young, Way
"She's resting," Wayne noticed his grandfather's unusual mood. "Is anything wrong?" Wayne asked worriedly. He loved his grandfather. Wayne saw him as the missing father figure in his life and anything he did was to make his grandfather happy and proud. "What are you planning to do to that poor child Wayne?" Grandpa Walsh stared straight into Wayne's eyes and asked. Wayne was perplexed by his question. "..." "You're not saying anything right?" Grandpa Walsh maintained his stare with an arched brow. "You can fool your Grandmother but you can't fool with me. What's your plan for her?" "Nothing, I plan to do nothing" Wayne lowered his gaze. He felt guilty. When he presented the contract to Kaylar he planned to make Kaylar's life a living hell. But he couldn't hurt a person who did not wrong him. He was ruthless to his opponents and people who dared to oppose him, but he couldn't to his secretary. "Are you sure?" Grandpa Walsh's gaze warmed slowly. "Yes." "What's your plan for th
"Thank you," Kaylar said to hide her embarrassment. She picked up the spoon and opened the ice cream, her eyes sparkled as she took a scoop of the ice cream. The sweet taste filled her mouth, sending a sharp pain to her head and her teeth turned cold. Wayne looked at her with a tender gaze. She looked so cute. The littlest of things could make her happy. Kaylar looked up with a spoon filled with ice cream. "You want some?" She didn't see him as an overly bad and aggrieved person anymore, her impression of him was slightly better so she didn't see any harm in offering him a share of her ice cream. Wayne shook his head lightly He didn't like sweets and would rather eat healthy than take junk food. Kaylar shrugged her shoulders and focused her attention on the ice cream. She wasn't halfway through the ice cream when she stood up abruptly and dashed into the washroom. Wayne sat there wondering what had just happened. … Kaylar couldn't describe her emotions at that point. She
Dean left the room alongside Wayne looking bewildered. He just got off work and was heading home when he received Wayne's call. He rushed over quickly to check if Wayne's condition was bad because Wayne rarely called him at night. When he heard Wayne mention a 'Sister-in-law' over the phone he thought Wayne was pulling his legs or something. He wondered where the so-called 'sister-in-law' came from because Wayne has hardly been seen with a woman. After his arrival, he was shocked to see the familiar figure laying on the bed. He couldn't believe that Wayne's secretary was his sister-in-law. 'What a life' he thought. He had prescribed some drugs for Kaylar and handed Wayne a list of things she should avoid eating for the time being. Dean was the CEO of Cedarcrest Hospital he also took up some important and high-profile cases. His family has a long history in the medical line. "Bro! When did you get married?" Dean gave Wayne an incomprehensible look. He didn't know if he was mean
"Why don't we go out for a walk," Wayne suggested. Kaylar saw no harm in his offer and agreed to go for a walk with him. After putting on their coats they strolled in the garden without saying a word to themselves. Kaylar was admiring the flowers which were of different types and colours. The garden had an aesthetic look to it. "When am I going to meet your family?" Wayne casually asked as he sat on a bench. "Whenever you want" Kaylar shrugged her shoulders as she sat on the bench too. She twirled a white flower between her fingers which she plucked a few minutes ago. Wayne watched her without saying a thing. He didn't know what to say, the only topic he could think of was work-related and he told her a while ago not to report to him at home. The silence was turning awkward. "When did you meet my mom?" Kaylar asked the question that had been hanging on her mind after the night Wayne mentioned it. … Seated in a café was an elegant lady who seemed to be in her early forties.
… Wayne closed the door to his room with a clenched jaw, his eyes hardened as he sat on the bed. He felt suffocated, he needed a place to vent out what he was feeling. The veins on his hands pulsed as he paced around the room endlessly. *Bam* *Bam…* Those were the sounds of Wayne hitting the wall. He didn't plan to stop as he continually punched the wall. Even though years passed Wayne felt the same hurt he felt all those years ago. His eyes were bloodshot, he seemed to have lost his mind at that moment. "Hah!" Kaylar gasped as she walked into the room and met the scene of Wayne hitting the wall. "What do you think you're doing?" she ran towards his distraction and blocked the wall with her body. Kaylar was startled by his expression, she's never seen this side of Wayne before. "Ahh!" Wayne groaned in dissatisfaction as he halted his fist midway. He stopped his hand in time to avoid hitting Kaylar. "What are you doing to yourself? Take a look at your hand" Wayne's attent
Kaylar also retired for the night. She felt fatigued and needed a good rest. It wasn't an easy fit being married to her boss. She continuously chided herself to remember that the marriage would end someday. She slipped under the duvet and turned off the bedside lamp. Her eyelids became heavy and she slowly drifted to sleep. In the far hours of the night. 'What are you doing Wayne?' Wayne stood at the door as he questioned himself. Currently, he was inside Kaylar's room and was contemplating whether he should join her on the bed or not. He repeatedly questioned his actions which were out of his personality and it only happened when Kaylar was around. After weighing the pros and cons he carefully slipped under the duvet and lay down, maintaining a safe distance from Kaylar. He could just wake up before Kaylar does and leave the room quietly then she wouldn't know he slept in her room, those were Wayne's thought. As time passed Wayne couldn't help but slowly inch closer and close