101

ASHLEY

I smoothened off the crease on my black blazer dress, pulling my hair in a neat low bun. I smacked my bold red lips together, winking at my reflection before slipping on my black stilettos. I sprayed my cologne and grabbed my bag, heading out of the closet.

I strolled to my reading table, packing up my laptop and files, proceeding to arrange them in my laptop bag. I zipped it up and went to the nightstand to get my phone. My eyes landed on my husband, who was sprawled on the bed, the covers barely covering his shirtless back. His hair was a total mess, and judging by the position he was sleeping in, he was deeply asleep and I found it adorable.

But then, all it would take would be me kissing his hair or hovering above him and we would be tangled underneath the sheets in no time. I couldn't afford that again. The last time was wild. So, I retreated, resolving to not wake him because Arden needed all the rest he could get.

And with that, I exited the room.

Alberta was waiting w