Maybe he wasn't there. Maybe he was still downstairs or in his study. Maybe she could slip in, take a quick shower, and compose herself before.....
She carefully turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
Her heart dropped.
Huo Ting Cheng was seated on the edge of their bed, still dressed in his black suit, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp and alert. He'd been waiting for her. Clearly, he'd been waiting for quite some time.
"Hehe... You're here..." Tang Fei's laugh came out higher-pitched than she intended, nervous and awkward. She hadn't expected him to be in their bedroom, lying in wait like this. She tried to mask her nervousness with a mischievous giggle, but even to her own ears, it sounded forced.
