You swallowed hard. That sharp, suspicious look that your husband, Yoon Jay, gave you. Makes anyone instantly feel like they're going to die right then and there.

Your bodyguard told him that you almost kissed a guy in a nightclub.

He took a deep breath, took off the glasses perched on his nose, then massaged the bridge of his nose. He leaned his back against the back of the sofa. “Explain it to me, my wife. I'll be listening." There was an angry firmness in his voice.