"Excuse me, miss. Mr. Gerald, who is sitting at the far end, wishes to see you," said a restaurant waiter, who was, of course, one of Gerald's subordinate spies.

"Hey, you dropped your handkerchief earlier," he said with a calm expression, sipping the wine in his glass while looking at you with an unreadable gaze. A mix of emotions was evident on his face nger, sadness, disappointment, and wounded pride.

"So beautiful," you whispered in your heart, captivated by the blend of emotions displayed on Gerald’s face.

"Enough with the small talk. How could you leave after seeing my shattered expression?" he said, gripping your chin with an angry expression.

"Isn't that your fault for sitting in such a conspicuous place?" you replied sharply, making Gerald’s anger flare.

Of course, Gerald’s broken expression was not meant for you. It was jealousy directed at your boss’s wife an incredibly beautiful, elegant, and sweet woman. Gerald and your boss’s wife had once been lovers, but their relationship only lasted a month before your boss took her away. Known for his cold nature, your boss had since softened and became completely devoted to his now wife.

"If you are still in love with my lady, erase those feelings because she is now my boss's wife. It’s your own fault for leaving her when she was at her lowest, just because you prioritized your grandfather’s inheritance," you said, seeing an opportunity to escape. Finally, you managed to slip away and began walking leisurely.

Unaware that your bright days would end today. Because one being constantly threatened your happiness every man around you began to distance themselves due to Gerald’s threats and power.