Krystal's POV"Last night? No, I fell asleep in Nikkie's room. What's wrong with that?" Richard asked back.I let out a long breath. After our sexual activity, I slept for a few hours. I no longer found Richard beside me or in his room.Despite being very sleepy, I forced myself to go down to the ground floor. To make sure my hunch was right or wrong. I hoped Richard meant what he said. And we could start rekindling our relationship like before.Unfortunately, my hopes were dashed when I saw the door to Nikkie's room open. I saw Richard fall asleep on the bed. A cream-colored mini knitting bag was lying near his pillow.It seemed like getting our relationship back to the way it was before would be quite a challenge. Or maybe it's just the effect of Nikkie having just moved in. Richard just wasn't used to it yet.After all, a new person can't just replace an old one. What does it mean for our relationship to have lasted all these years if Nikkie's mere presence for two months can shak
Richard's POV "Would you like to order another meal, sir?" someone asked, breaking my reverie. I gasped. I turned my head to the side and found a waitress who looked about the same age as Nikkie standing by my side. She gave me a sympathetic smile. I looked forward, only to find that the seat Krystal had been sitting in was already empty. Ah, that's right. Krystal had said goodbye to leave earlier because she had to take care of something. I looked back at the waitress with an awkward smile. "No, thank you. I'm already full. Can you give me the bill?" I asked politely. The waitress nodded and quickly got the bill. I left the restaurant after paying the bill. In the car, I was still pensive. Krystal's words pierced my heart, making me disturbed.All this time, my love for Krystal almost seemed unrequited. Krystal was ignorant, and I always ran to fulfill her every whim. It was always like that until I once thought Krystal might not love me. Also, not appreciating me.However, heari
Richard's POVMy right hand kept trying to find a file that I could use to work on. At the same time, my left hand was busy recontacting Jeremy. I finally stopped after three attempts. About 10 minutes later, Jeremy called me back. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize there was an incoming call. Can I help you?" Jeremy asked rather breathlessly. My ears faintly heard suspicious voices. I answered. "Oh, it's okay. It's about the documents I'm supposed to work on tomorrow. Where did you keep it?" "Did our client ask to finish as soon as possible? Did, ah, my lady!" I paused. Lady? Why does this sound so kinky? Who was Jeremy with? What was he doing right now?"I, I mean, do I have to return to the office and finish it?" Jeremy asked stammeringly. I could even feel his embarrassment up to here.I wasn't mistaken. It was Jeremy's sigh. Judging from his breathing, it seemed like Jeremy was having a sexual activity with someone. I replied. "No need. I need to know where the document is. I want
Richard's POV"Nothing's wrong with me. Can't you be patient until someone picks up your phone call? You think everyone must always prioritize your call above all else?" I retorted coldly.There was a pause for a few seconds. Krystal probably never thought I would reply to her in this way. "Is this how you reply to a wife worried about her husband?" she exclaimed. I could hear she was taking great pains not to use a high tone again. A sardonic smile appeared on my face. "Thank you for your concern, wife. Anything else?" I replied in an unconcerned tone. Calling your husband in the morning after he hasn't come home all night doesn't necessarily reflect that you're a good wife. "Richard! Okay, I know you're still sulking because I didn't keep my word, but don't you know why I had to do it? I thought we both had the same goal of maintaining our household?" Krystal was persistent with her arguments.I let out a long breath. For God's sake, it's not even morning to start the day w
Richard's POV "So, Mr. Richard ...." Shawn was just about to say something when suddenly a knock sounded on the door.Shawn and I looked at each other. I signaled him to keep quiet. "Please come in," I said to whoever knocked on the door. The door opened, and Jeremy appeared with several files in his hand.Jeremy didn't notice that there was someone other than me there. Jeremy's gaze was entirely on the documents in his hand."Mr. Richard, can you handle these documents? Oh, sorry. I didn't know you had company," Jeremy looked guilty. I shook my head."It's okay. It just so happens that our business is over." I glanced at Shawn. Shawn quickly responded, understanding that this was not the right situation for him to report something.He nodded briefly at me, and Jeremy then got up and walked out of my room. I looked back at Jeremy with the file in his hand."To be honest, we've been trying to settle this, but the client insists on meeting with you," Jeremy explained after handi
Richard's POV"No... I haven't had breakfast yet. I don't want to have breakfast either," I said while staring at the table. Then looked back at Blake, who somehow looked nervous.I shifted my gaze to the pile of groceries. "Did you just do your grocery shopping? It's quite a lot, considering it's just me and Krystal at home," I said in surprise.Blake opened and closed his mouth several times nervously before answering. "I seem to have forgotten that Miss Nikkie isn't here anymore. I apologize," Blake said with a bow of his head.I patted Blake's shoulder understandingly. "It's okay. I forget sometimes that Nikkie doesn't live here anymore."Blake nodded slowly."Have you seen Krystal?" I asked Blake. Blake shook her head. "Mrs. Krystal hasn't been home since yesterday," Blake replied. "Very good. All right, I'm going to my room. You can get back to your work," I told Blake before turning around.As I walked up the stairs, I smiled sarcastically. Oh, the call last night was
Richard's POV"Sure," I said with my heart racing. Shawn began to focus his cell phone camera on the object that was making out in front of the car. Judging from the number of neatly parked cars and the construction design displayed on the screen, I could conclude that this scene was taken in a basement parking lot.Shawn seemed to be keeping her phone in a steady position, and the image on the screen was enough to convince me that it was Krystal.I had no idea who the tall man who was now hugging Krystal was. The man looked younger and was wearing branded clothing from head to toe.Krystal seemed very familiar with the man to the extent that she could casually accept pecking on the forehead and lips.The sound of Krystal and the stranger's conversation could not be appropriately caught. I could only stare wide-eyed at all the things on the screen.Krystal and the man seemed to be having some conversation until they both decided to leave the parking lot and go inside.I don't know wh
Richard's POV"Wha, what? Why, Richard?" asked Krystal in astonishment. The real shock was plastered on her face. I snorted sarcastically. "You're snorting at me? Why are you being so rude, Richard? What did I do wrong?" exclaimed Krystal unhappily.I roll my eyes. I was fed up to the point where I didn't want to explain anything to Krystal. I felt that words had no impact on her whatsoever. It would only add to the endless arguments."Richard!" shouted Krystal, getting impatient."Shut up, Krystal! Weren't you the one who told me to come home once? Now I'm home, and you're still bothering me? Fine, I'll get out of here!" I exclaimed in exasperation.Krystal hurriedly held my arm as I almost passed her. I quickly removed her hand from my arm. I winced in disgust."Alright, Richard, I'm sorry, okay? Don't go, alright, I won't talk to you anymore," Krystal said nervously.I glanced sharply at her before turning around and entering my room. I knew I shouldn't have been that rude
Nikkie's POV"Sick? What's wrong with Krystal?" I asked in surprise. The TV didn't mention any details about Krystal's illness. I remained pensive until the news ended and changed to a sports program.Richard turned off the TV to realize that I looked unfocused. I started to realize something was wrong when I saw that Richard didn't look surprised at all or even concerned at all."You must know something, right?" I urged Richard. Richard let out a long sigh, then stroked my hair with a helpless look."What's the point of caring for a bad guy like that?" asked Richard, looking less than pleased. I shook my head stubbornly, waiting for him to speak."Be honest with me. You weren't involved in Krystal's death, were you?" I urged frantically.Richard sighed. "From my reports, Krystal has been sick since before she entered the prison. The TV report was real. She suffered from a malignant disease in her reproductive organs due to her habit of changing partners."I frowned, a conjecture popp
Nikkie's POV"The bride enters the altar!" the MC exclaimed. This time, Calvin was assigned to be the MC in our wedding procession.As the name implies, it was an intimate wedding only attended by those closest to us. There were 4 of Richard's family members, including Richard's biological mother, Shawn, Calvin, Sharon, Blake, and the household assistants. The wedding preparation went quite fast because there were only a few people. The blessing and the party were held in the hall of Moonstone mansion. I stepped with Uncle Denise towards Richard at the end of the altar. This day was full of happiness, with smiles never fading from everyone's faces. I haven't seen Richard since last night, and I'm feeling nervous. How will Richard see me in my wedding dress?When Richard turned around and accepted my hand from Uncle Denise's, Richard's eyes were suddenly wet. He smiled, and the tears just fell.I'm sure that they weren't tears of sadness. We then said our wedding vows in front of the
Nikkie's POV"I don't know either. My coming to this place wasn't planned. I didn't know where to go after my mom died. I also didn't have a home anymore and only had my suitcase and the money from the sale of the house that my mom gave me before she passed away. I boarded a bus randomly, letting it take me wherever it wanted. Throughout the ride, I cried alone by the window. Then, when I was tired of crying, and my tears dried up without realizing it, I arrived in this city. I took it as a sign from my mother that I should stay here. I then spent two days in a cheap hotel and looked for affordable apartments and part-time jobs. I was lucky to find both right away.From the first day of work, I never stopped working. My days off were spent sleeping or doing laundry. Because, you know. I have to work to support myself," I laughed.Shawn looked at me with interest. "You know, you can stop working and be provided by Mr. Richard completely," he said with a serious face.I laughed amuse
Nikkie's POV"Besides, you might think that way. Mr. Richard is a forgiving person. Shouldn't he forgive Mrs. Krystal based on that trait? Even if they can't get back together, Mr. Richard should never think of cutting off the core pleasure of his ex-wife's life: the money. Their company."Shawn stopped talking when the waiter arrived with our order. The thin, flavorful smoke of the food that would typically instantly whet my appetite now meant nothing. My mind was filled with questions."Are you saying that Richard was the mastermind behind exposing the rottenness of Krystal's company?" I asked after the waiter came back downstairs.Shawn nodded. "I did it all. But I was carrying out the orders given by Mr. Richard. The message was obvious, which was to destroy Goldman Inc. until it could not rise again."I was stunned by Shawn's words. "But why? Doesn't Richard love Krystal? I honestly didn't even think Richard would follow through on his words to divorce Krystal," I said, astonish
Nikkie's POV"Miss Nikkie! Hold on!" a man exclaimed in an absolute tone. Goosebumps ran down my spine, recalling the time I was almost kidnapped when I was going to buy flour when I was still living in Krystal's apartment."Miss Nikkie! Have you forgotten me?" this time, the man even dared to pull my arm. Gosh, did he forget that we were in a supermarket full of people? Even now, there were already several pairs of eyes looking at us with suspicious glances.When I remembered that I wasn't alone this time, I glanced at the man who dared to pull my arm. He was a tall man with big eyes that reminded me of a CCTV camera."Shawn?" I asked incredulously. Shawn nodded with a smile. There was a trace of relief on his face that made me wonder why he looked relieved.Until I remembered that Shawn was usually not far from Richard, I glanced around, then out the window. But I didn't see Richard or his car parked in the self-service parking lot. "I'm alone, came here by car. No, Mr. Richard her
Richard's POV"Since you mentioned it, I've been thinking about it. You're right; Krystal's male mistresses all have something in common with me!" I exclaimed in disbelief. My eyebrows knitted together, an oddity crossing my mind. "But I don't understand; what do you mean by Krystal loving me so much? Just because I have some things in common with those men?"Calvin explained again. "From a study I read, it was explained that love is complicated. The way each person loves another person and expresses their feelings is unique and different from one another.Some of them cannot distinguish love from obsession to the point that they commit deviant acts.But I won't talk about deviant acts here."Calvin paused momentarily as he overtook a car in front of us."There seems to be an emptiness in Mrs. Krystal's soul that makes her look for an outlet outside the home. It could be loneliness or an unhealed childhood wound.Or it could be that Mrs. Krystal is wrong for thinking that she doesn't
Richard's POV"Did you try to find out from the real estate agent? Shouldn't it be traceable to the person who bought the house?" I suggested to Shawn an idea that came to my mind this morning."I've already done this method first. But this house was sold about a month ago by Miss Nikkie's mother. The payment was made in cash, making it even more difficult to check through the bank," Shawn said on the other end of the line.My eyebrows furrowed at this oddity. "Why is Nikkie's mom selling the house all of a sudden? Is she in dire economic straits?" "I found out through the nurse you assigned to look after Miss Nikkie's mother. The answer is they are not experiencing economic hardship.The nurse mentioned that Miss Nikkie's mother had mentioned that she wanted to move to the countryside, which is why she is selling her house now," Shawn explained.I let out a long breath. Who would have thought that Nikkie's mother would move to heaven? "Why can they still live there when the house h
Krystal's POV"What are you going to do now, Krystal? You can't run a company, and now you're officially a widow!" Grandpa exclaimed in a high-pitched voice.Why does everyone always ask me the same thing? Do they think I have 1001 solutions to every problem?I nibbled on my thumbnail, feeling depressed at seeing the divorce papers lying on the table. Grandpa wasn't helping at all, just pacing around, making me even more dizzy! I held my nose, which had been bleeding a lot lately. Ever since I hit Richard's car that time, I'd been feeling unwell.Unfortunately, I didn't have time to go to the hospital to get my health checked. Why? Of course, because of my current status as a police fugitive!Grandpa suddenly stopped pacing when he got a call from who knows who. Shortly after, he turned his body to face me. The look of anger he had shown me lately no longer frightened me.Usually, he would immediately spout out curse words. But now, Grandpa seemed to have run out of words and could
Richard's POV "Let's head back," Shawn commanded Calvin. The three of us quickly entered the car and drove away from Nikkie's hometown.It was already late when Calvin dropped me off at home. I felt like my energy had been sapped, and I didn't have the power to do anything else."Tomorrow, take a day off. I'm not going to the office either," I told Calvin as I was about to get off.Calvin had been with me all day and even late into the night. These days, he didn't even have a day off as he was busy assisting me with various matters."Yes, Mr. Richard. Good night," Calvin said before walking away with Shawn. I staggered towards the front door. I don't know why it felt like the front door was so far away to reach.Halfway there, the front door suddenly opened. The figures of Grandma and Aunt Karina, wearing quilts on their shoulders, immediately came into my view."Oh, Richie. What's going on? Why do you look so messy?" the two women immediately ran to meet me. My tears fell again when