Soul That is Yours

Even the dumbest people can guess what happened in the room before Billy—Max’s producer, opened it. It's apparent as a sunny day.

The sight of that butt is not new for Zoe. She saw it just this morning when Max got out of bed. They slept together last night. Max seduced her last night, almost causing Zoe to miss her 3 a.m. alarm. Zoe had to wake up early to prepare Max's things.

She did it willingly and without complaint. Zoe never wanted to complain, even though the burden was getting heavier over time. She was willing to do it for Max—the man now trying to wear his clothes after sleeping with another woman.

"What's this?" Billy asked, not angry. He even seemed pleased as he watched the person with the camera take alternating pictures of Iris and Max.

"Be careful not to write anything bad about me!" The threat came from Iris, who was putting on her clothes.

"I won't. I don't want to have a feud with Wolf." The journalist knew who was behind Iris.

"There won't be a problem. You two match so well. Gossip won't hurt you." Billy offered an interesting opinion that brought Zoe back to reality.

Billy was clearly saying he didn't want Max involved with the woman—Zoe, that was commonly known. Now he was casually saying that Max and Iris's relationship wouldn't cause any problems.

"Let's go to another dressing room." Another journalist, looking uncomfortable, immediately retreated.

"Oh, yes! Let's. We don't need to discuss this." Billy quickly waved to Max, and they all left, leaving Iris pouting—still not attempting to fix her messy clothes.

But, of course, Zoe wouldn't stay silent. Before reaching the dressing room, Zoe grabbed Max's arm, pulling him toward the emergency stairs she had used earlier to climb.

"Zoe..." Max tried to speak while scratching his head. He looked confused.

Zoe couldn't speak. She had restrained herself from causing a scene—so that Max wouldn't get a bad reputation, but even now, when no one was listening, she still couldn't say anything.

The image of Max without a single thread with another woman filled her mind.

"Why did you... even consider..." Zoe's voice trembled, and her throat instantly felt dry as she finally managed to speak.

"You misunderstand, Zoe. What you saw... Nothing happened yet. We didn't..."

"Yet? So you had the intention to do it?! What's the difference?!" Zoe's patience ran out. She pushed Max's chest and yelled.

"What do you take me for, Max? You forget about me so easily for her?! Even if you haven't done anything, having that intention is cheating!"

"Zoe! That's not important. I just wanted to have fun earlier. Okay? I just wanted a new experience, which..."

SLAP!

Zoe delivered a resounding slap.

"Having fun? We slept together last night! Wasn't that enjoyable for you?" Zoe covered her mouth with her hand as her tears finally flowed. 

She had held them back since earlier, but the pain was unbearable now when Max mentioned "having fun." A phrase that implied that Max suffered when he was with her.

"Listen... I'm sorry. It was just... my mind was blank when she seduced me. Iris... she tempted me."

Max reached for both of Zoe's shoulders, squeezing gently, seeking understanding.

"I'm pregnant." Zoe had initially wanted to choose a more relaxed or warm moment to say this, but she had to say it now to make Max feel responsible and not act foolishly.

But for Max, this news was like a nightmare.

"What do you mean? That's impossible. I always used a condom. Don't make up stories!" Max exclaimed in panic.

Zoe looked at Max. His reaction was far from what she had anticipated. They hadn't planned to have a child, but after being together for more than five years, Zoe certainly hoped for at least some sympathy, not outright rejection.

"No, Max. Three months ago, you didn't use one. You were drunk, and I refused, but you still went ahead."

Zoe held back her tears. The amount of disappointment swirling within her was beyond expression. Moreover, she kept seeing Max shaking his head, unwilling to accept the truth.

"But that was just one time! It can't be!"

"What do you mean it can't be? Do you think I would sleep with another man? Is that what you mean?" Zoe felt accused.

"That's not it. Maybe you're mistaken. It could be that you're wrong." Max tried to correct himself, but the damage was done. The disbelief and rejection had already hurt Zoe.

"I used three pregnancy tests, and they were all positive. I'm pregnant, Max! Our child."

"What do you mean?"

Zoe was startled as the emergency door suddenly opened. Billy's head appeared, with an angry face.

The producer closed the door tightly behind him, glaring at Zoe. 

"Who's pregnant? Are you pregnant?"