Epilogue

"Rupert?"

I was stunned to see Rupert entering our bedroom. My eyebrows went up as soon as he finished closing the door, he next took off his necktie.

"Aren't you on duty now in the emergency room, Dr. Santos?" I got up from lying down and sat on the end of the bed.

It's already eight PM and my husband is in his second year residency— and he told me he was on duty in the emergency room of their hospital tonight.

"I miss you, my dear wife." He then took off his long sleeves and dropped his hands on the button of his pants. "Emergency room isn't busy. Someone relieved me. Can you believe how lucky I am?"

I chuckled, realizing how my husband never really wasted any time. I could hear the playfulness in his voice. The way he was walking slowly— very very slowly— towards me as if he was strip-teasing in front of me made me laugh so hard.

"We’re too old to do that, Rupert!" I got up from the bed and approached him. I grinned when he cussed under his breath. I immediately knelt down in