3. Atlantis Hotel

*Few days ago.*

RYAN'S POV

"So you checked and she had really left by herself?" Milton, my friend asked, as he poured me another glass of beer.

I was at his hotel, Atlantis Hotel, a five-star hotel in New York City. And we were in a private bar at the top floor.

"Yes," I muttered groggily, downing the content of my glass.

My attempts to meet up with Yun at the airport proved futile. Her flight had just took off the moment I had arrived.

On my way to the airport, Jose had sent me the CCTV footage which proved that she indeed left our home on her own.

With tears in my eyes, I had driven down to see my friend. I had to talk to someone or I might really lose my mind. And Milton was the one friend I could trust with any personal information about myself.

"This is serious." He sighed. "What are you going to do now concerning the chairman's will?"

"Mil, I really...I really don't know. I just want Yun back to me. I k-know I...I shouldn't hold her back against her wish. That's why I was willing to let her go after a while. But s-she didn't even give me a chance to say goodbye properly. I miss her. I really miss her so much." I wiped the tears that ran down my cheeks and drank from my glass again.

Perhaps, I shouldn't have married her six years ago. We could have just dated for as long as we both wanted until she was ready to be married. I shouldn't have gotten her pregnant. If I hadn't, we definitely would still be together now. I miss her so much.

Just before I fell on the sofa and passed out, I heard Milton said. "I think we should get you a substitute to fill in her place for a while at least, until your old man's desire has been made."

"What s-substitute? I don't need any. No one, no one is better than Y-Yun," And that was the last thing I said before I eventually passed out.

The very moment I had opened my eyes, my gaze were blurry. But I knew I was in a room, and a woman was lying unclad beside me on the bed.

My eyes trailed her hair, her exposed skin, her lips and her sleeping posture.

Although my vision was blurry, the little details I was able to pick out, reminded me of none other than my wife... Ex wife, Yun Blake.

She slept in this same manner, her hair was in this same color shade, she usually likes to sleep partly naked.

"Yun," I smiled and reached for her with an arm. "My love," I leaned down and kissed her lips.

Then I cuddled her close to myself just as my eyes gave in to allow my sleepiness dominate me.

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The next morning, I woke up to find out she was gone.

No, it wasn't Yun.

I realized it had been someone else who had slept off in my hotel room. But I liked to think, it was by accident.

Someone with a few physical traits, that was identical with that of my ex-wife.

I had been the one who had made a mistake by cuddling and kissing her in her sleepy state.

After enquiring from Milton about what had happened, and finding out he had no hand in it, I returned to my company and tasked Jose with the responsibility of finding out her identity and everything about her.

But before the task was even done, the internet had broken loose with her photos and the images of us. However, my face had been hidden in the images.

Her name was Anita Richardson.

She was a famous, successful, top model in NYC.

As I scanned through the internet on my iPad, I wondered how she got entangled in this mess.

Was it by accident? Or was it a set up?

While I was left in my thoughts, my secretary walked into my office at my company, in company of my PA, Jose.

"Mr. Rivers, the management of the model, Anita Richardson, wants to have a meeting with you." She announced.

"Really?" I paused, wondering if they'd figured out something. "Alright, tell them to set up a meeting for tomorrow." I said.

"Noted, sir." She bowed slightly before exiting my office.

I turned to Jose in question. "Did you find out everything about her?"

He stepped forward with a file in his hand. "Yes, Sir."