Because Samson was here, many of his friends gathered around the table too. Some had initially come  to say one or two things to him but after seeing the two beauties at the table, they drew some seats out and sat down. In the end, What Sarah and Daisy had initially planned to be simple, turned out to be so festive. They all began to drink and chat merrily. Daisy's boss, Tyler, walked over to them, dressed in a plain suit that accentuated his  fine physique, one hand in the pocket of his trousers. His hair was neatly trimmed and brushed backwards. He looked so captivating. Daisy made eye contact with Sarah and Sarah understood the message immediately.  This was her boss, Tyler. The person that Daisy had been secretly crushing on. Well, he was worth the candle after all. He looked very polish

Richard entered the bedroom, his eyes blazing with anger. The smell of strong alcohol and cigarettes filled the room immediately he entered. Sarah was wrapped in a white towel and was standing before a mirror, drying her hair. She blinked her big eyes warily when she saw him and noticed his cold gaze on her, afraid that he might try to devour her at any time. "Let's settle this," he said, looking at Sarah menacingly. He took a few steps towards Sarah and Sarah subconsciously walked backwards, tightening her grip on the hairdryer in her hand. She subconsciously held the hairdryer tightly and carefully studied Richard's every move. Richard looked at the hairdryer in her hand then back to her face. "What? You want to hit me with that? Are you scared of me now?" He asked coldly as he took a few more steps closer. Sarah could tell that something was off about him. He probably had too much alcohol or something. "No, no. I...I was just drying my hai

One week later, nanny Vera received her salary and happily shared the good news with Sarah when she came back from work. "It's all thanks to you, Mrs. Wilson," she said happily. Sarah smiled tiredly. She had worked herself out in the office today and just needed a good rest. Clara served her a glass of warm milk and Sarah drank it in one gulp then went upstairs for a cool shower. After taking her bath, she slipped her legs off her slippers and threw herself on the bed like a sack of potatoes. She was completely exhausted after working tirelessly in the office, bringing out goods from the warehouse. The cosmetic section usually had so many goods to shelve and since Sarah was 'the last born' as she was fondly called in her section, she was usually assigned to help them out. When Richard came back, he saw Sarah sprawled on the bed. He quietly had his bath and joined her on the bed. Around 2am, his body strangely felt uncomfortable. He had become so used to having his woman ev

"There's no approved or standard liquid contraceptive yet. This is traditional and over-the-counter medicine, isn't it?" Richard asked, his eyes blazing with anger. Sarah tightened her hands on her white bathrobe and was nervously looking at the ground, appearing like a little child who was caught stealing a piece of meat from a pot. She heard about the effectiveness of this local liquid through an online post made some time in the past and had been taking it for a long time now. She only took contraceptive pills at the early stage of their relationship and during emergencies when she could not find the traditional medicine. Because of the increasing demand of this local contraceptive, some small chemist shops had started selling it secretly since it wasn't a licensed product yet. "Ye...yes," Sarah stammered. She wished that the earth could open and swallow her instantly. She wished she could crawl into the ground and bury herself there. Sarah didn't expect that R

Neither Sarah nor Richard spoke to each other for a couple of days after this incident. In fact, the only time that Sarah saw Richard was either while he was going to work or coming back from work. They stopped sleeping and sharing the same room after the fight since Richard always brought his work home and worked overtime in his study daily. It seemed Richard was trying to bury all his anger in his work. The areas around his eyes had dark circles which suggested that he had not been sleeping properly. Sarah didn't even care about this. She didn't care to look at his face at all. Not after what he had done! Since Sarah couldn't go out or be visited, she always watched movies and tried as much as she could to ignore him whenever he was around . At times, nanny Vera kept her company and deliberately engaged her in discussions. As an elderly woman, she could vaguely tell that Mr. Wilson had indirectly confined Sarah to the house but couldn't tell why. Regardless of nanny Vera's effort