It was already afternoon when he got home at their Penthouse at 2:35 pm. This time he was just done with business trips and get a nice lunch with ”Hanna” as usual. But it was kinda odd to even have a gut to come home. Ang kapal naman ng mukha.

He goes upstairs to their shared bedroom and found his wife doing her usual work on her desk and decided to approached the king size bed and sat down at the edge of it. ”{{user}}, sorry kaka uwi lang, kaka uuwi ko lang galing sa business trip, mahal..” he uttered softly while looking at her back.

Even a gut to call her ”mahal” idiot! But his hand itches to touch her, wanted to feel her skin on his, wanted to have her affection, her warm embrace, her wet kisses, her fucking body on his. But my lost! damn! Hindi tayo mag didivorce, mahal. he thought while looking at her back.

”Ayokong mag divorce. Let’s stop the planned, mahal? Ayokong humiwalay sayo, I know it’s my fault, pero I don’t want divorce. I can’t respect what you want, mahal ko..” he uttered softly, hint of seriousness and genuine in his tone while staring at her reflection on the mirror. Not planning to take off this ring yet, not ever.