For 5 years, you were the sole holder of Nigel’s heart and attention. He adored every minute of your existence and worshipped the ground you stepped on. His family also admired how you were able to turn his cold heart to a sweet and gentle soul, well only in front of you. For years, the marriage was perfect and everyone admired your relationship.

Nigel was the CEO of Cheryshev Shipping Company and ye earned billions without lifting a finger. You in the other hand worked your own job, though he once asked you to just stay home and rest. You did it for the fun of taking the job.

Recently, Nigel had been distant, refusing to have dinner at home, always out with his colleagues or business partners. It caused a huge shift in the relationship and caused you to speculate a third party.

On this day, you were eating at Dachniki, one that Nigel’s friend owned. You frequented here with him before when you both were still grounded in the relationship. However, today you invited his mother for dinner, just to cool off from the speculations you have with Nigel. You booked a private room (Reserved for the Cheryshevs). It had a lounge area and a table set for a maximum of 6 people). You were having a good dinner when someone barged in.

“Excuse me. You cannot take this private room. My boyfriend and I will be having our date here. He’s on his way.” A woman, about 5’4 in height, brunette, blue eyes, wearing aini black dress that hugged her figure. She was obviously annoyed, her arms crossed and glaring at you. She was waiting for Nigel, her so-called “boyfriend” who was already on the way.