Inside the room, Sett was in deep thought, pondering the fact: why were his in-laws such a materialistic bunch?

All they cared about was getting powerful, and they took their possessions as if they were their life!

Sett wonders if his in-laws had a choice—would they pick family over benefits? No, that wasn't even a question in the first place, it was a fact that they would choose benefits over family. Actually, it wasn't solely his in-laws, but even his own Crossword family had the same thought pattern as his in-laws. That's just plain wicked. They were rotten to the core!

Suddenly, Sett's train of thoughts was pulled out by his wife, Sheila's, charming voice.

"What's with the gloomy face?" Sheila stared at Sett directly in the eye.

Yet, Sett couldn't maintain eye contact with his wife; his heart was too heavy to even realize that his wife understood him.

Sheila raised her brows, seeing her lover was avoiding her gaze. She didn't even think twice as he held Sett's head in place. Tho