Looking as dashing as ever, he couldn’t help but raise a slight brow when he saw Fabiola drinking alone… “…Someone seems to be in a bad mood…” Looking up, the tipsy woman took a while to reply, “…Neal…? I thought you were-” “Busy? I still am, but since you rarely call me out anymore, I figured I may as well prioritize you.” Upon hearing that, Luna couldn’t help but squint. Talk about double standards! Regardless, after a brief pause, Fabiola simply nodded before saying, “…I see… Anyway, go chat with the others… I’ll be fine…” It was clear that she wanted to be alone, but he wasn’t about to leave her side just yet. Not when she was in this state. Alas, though he continued quietly sitting by her side, he soon realized that Luna now sitting opposite of them, her legs crossed in a seductive manner! Was she still not done tormenting him?! After taking a slow sip of wine, Luna eventually muttered, “You know, had we not done that that night, then I would’ve seriously wondered

Watching as Hanley marched back into his home, Neal couldn’t help but clench his fists. True enough, Fabiola was Hanley’s rightful wife, and… in this situation, he was easily the one in the wrong. Damn it all… Regardless, after finally lowering Fabiola onto the bed, Hanley couldn’t help but sigh. Though he was still mad at her, when he saw how drunk she was because of him… Bah, so be it. After getting some warm water to help wipe her dry, he was just about to sit by her side when he heard her mumble, “…Jerk… I didn’t even do anything wrong… I was just there to have some fun… Why did you get so mad…?” …As much as he hated to admit it, maybe Neal was right this time… Was he really that controlling…? Fast forward to the next morning, Fabiola awoke with a headache… Was she in his room…? Where was he even? Could it be that… he was still mad at her? If so, how petty! Feeling irritated, she sighed before heading downstairs to get some water… but on her way there, she noticed a note

Upon hearing that, Hanley was prompted to look at Fabiola… but when he saw how happy she was, he soon felt his gaze softening… “…Not that that matters. What matters is that she’s having fun…” Smirking in response, Neal replied, “You say that, but how long can you truly maintain this marriage if you have nothing in common with her, hmm? Have fun figuring that out.” …When he put it that way… He couldn’t help but wonder whether Fabiola felt dejected when he told her that he didn’t know how to play earlier… Before he could even think of a reply, Hanley watched as Neal walked over to Fabiola’s table to begin mingling with the others… and in no time at all, he had managed to fit right in. To make matters worse, he even seemed to be having a nice time with Fabiola… Clenching his fists, Hanley took a deep breath before starting to Google, ‘How to play poker.’ Some time later, several cheers could be heard, with several of the excited classmates yelling, “I knew she’d win with Neal

His train of thought was eventually cut short when he realized where his subconscious mind had led him to… It was the coffee shop where he always went to relax… Maybe this was what he needed… Following a sigh, he entered the shop and ordered some hot tea… and just as he was about to take his first sip, he felt a hand on his shoulder, followed by a familiar voice saying, “…Hanley? Why isn’t Fabiola with you?” It was Maison. Since the two were having more business collaborations as of late, Hanley felt comfortable enough to share his woes with him… and by the time he was done, Maison couldn’t help but raise a slight brow. “…Correct me if I’m wrong, but you’ve always known how Fabiola rolled, right? With that in mind, why are you only choosing to pick a bone with her now?” “…I’m not trying to pick a fight, I just… I can’t help being bothered by it, alright?” muttered Hanley who was still hurt by everything she had recently done. Pouring more tea for Hanley, Maison replied, “…Wel

It was about an hour later when the duo finally settled for some cuddling… and shortly after, they fell asleep… Fast forward to early the next morning, Hanley was greeted by the sight of his sweaty love of his life, still fast asleep… and after gently kissing her forehead, the smiling men silently left the room… After freshening up a little, he immediately headed to his study to start a video conference. “So… Our target was not met, and I’m assuming that I won’t have to see such low numbers ever again… With that said, why haven’t I heard of any changes in plans, hmm?” His words were solemn, to say the least, and everyone found themselves holding their breaths. How pressuring! It was at that moment that the doors suddenly creaked open… and before Hanley could even look up, he heard Fabiola say, “What do you think of my dress, Honey…?” She had an alluring, ruffle pink dress on, and since it highlighted her bosom, Hanley couldn’t help but fall silent for a moment. The others i