Hours have passed but Derek still couldn't find his wife.The thought of knowing that she was possibly cheating on him weighed so much on his head that he didn't know when he made his way to a bar.He was never one to smoke but right now he was on the third stick of cigarette. And from the look of things, he was going to drown himself in it.Could Catherine really be cheating on him? Who sent the package in the first place? Was it her? Or was it the man she was cheating on him with?A call drives him out of his thoughts and he checks the ID to see it was Nadia."Hello," he says into the phone, puffing a cloud a smoke out of his mouth as he hits the butt of the cigarette on the ashtray."Derek. I'm sorry about what you might have heard earlier. I can promise that it's not what you think," Nadia tells him as she pleads."What am I supposed to think then?""Whatever you heard was just a joke," she claims. "I was dancing with a friend and he jokingly made that remark. Shouldn't have let h

A few days after the supposed incident, Catherine was finally coming home. And despite Derek's complicated feelings, he still took his time to prepare her a delicious meal to eat."I'm coming," he announces right after he hears the sound of the doorbell. Some seconds ago, he heard the sound of a car pulling up in front of the apartment.He had just finished setting up the table so he quickly rushed over to the door to get it. When he opens it, he finds Catherine standing there with a bag in her hand.Catherine was still as beautiful as ever. Her petite structure was one to die for and there was no doubt that her facial beauty still has Derek mesmerized even after years of marriage to her.One thing he found strange was the fact that she has a long sleeved top on which he thought wasn't appropriate for the weather.Perhaps it was as a result of where she was coming from. That was the thought he used to wash out any negative presumption he had about the initial thought.A smile makes it

Eventually, Derek found himself unable to resist Catherine even with the thoughts still lingering in his head.His hand slowly lurks all over her body and Catherine, now realizing what he wants, stops him all of a sudden."Can you turn off the lights?"The request she made has him surprised. His brows are up as he tries to understand what could have made her request such a thing from him.It has never happened before in their years of marriage. What could have possibly changed tonight?"Is that what you want?" he has to ask to be sure he heard her right.She affirms by saying, "Yes."Reluctantly, he stands up from the bed to turn off the lights. And with the weird feeling about her request still in him, he goes back to the bed.He starts by kissing her on the lips to which she kisses him back.The kiss lasted for about two minutes while he takes off her pyjamas.He felt he hands on his body as she takes off his clothes too. He couldn't control himself anymore and swiftly thrusts deep i

Derek didn't waste trying the line. He was furious right now and wanted to know who in the bloody world was capable enough to send him such a text in the early hours of the day.He tried the line repeatedly but it kept saying the same thing about it being switched off. Seems whoever sent the text must be playing games with him.This was getting serious. Why would someone send a box containing his wife's skirt and then send a text claiming she was cheating on him?Right now he wasn't sure whether to believe it was a truth being revealed to him. He was beginning to think it was someone trying to mess with his marriage.An hour later, he gets a sudden call from his assistant."Hello, sir," his assistant speaks from the other end of the line."Yes?""I don't know who did this but there's a big inscription of the word 'shame' on the wall outside of your office.""What? Come again.""Someone inscribed 'shame' on the wall outside your face. I don't know who did it, sir.""Have you checked th

"Remember what I told you, Marcus. This is the only way we can get the staff to let you check the footages," Derek said upon their arrival at the Kingston's Hotel."Yeah, I got it," Marcus says in return as they approach the receptionist counter.The receptionist behind the counter immediately flashes both of them a smile when she sights them walking over."Welcome to Kingston's Hotel. How may I help you?" she asks, maintaining the smile on her face.Marcus looks around first before saying, "I stayed here some days ago. And during my stay, I came with a watch which I seemed to have forgotten after I left. Can you help me look into that?"The receptionist assesses him to clarify his face. "Hold on, sir. Let me have your details first.""It's Marcus. Marcus Thurstan.""Alright."The receptionist proceeds to type into the system she had in front of her and in no time she got the information she needed.Meanwhile, Derek's eyes were lingering about as he tried to understand what could have