The devil boss of hers - ll

The door was opened diverting her attention from the screen of her phone on which the picture of her handsome husband in nothing but a pair of black boxer shorts was displayed. As she looked up, an involuntary smile appeared across her lips but it vanished as soon as

she took in his appearance and expression.

He looked worn out, with disheveled hair. And his expression was hard

and...cold. Then everything that he had said over the

phone call, came into her mind. She got up from the couch and strolled towards him. But before she could even reach him, he turned and

proceeded up the stairs.

"Cain." She called him from behind but that did not stop

him. He kept on going up the stairs. "Cain, wait. I want to talk to you. Please." She said loudly but softly. But still, he did not stop to even acknowledge her. He

kept on walking as if he did not hear her.

"What is up with you? Why are you not talking to me? You did not even call me and when I did, you did not pick. What has happened? Please, t