"Leo, you left your underwear at my place. Shall I bring it to you?"
Sandra stared at this message on Leo's computer, and a chill suddenly crept over her. Why would her husband’s underwear be at someone else’s place?
Her hands trembling, she opened the message. When she saw the sender's avatar and note, she froze as if she had been struck by lightning.
It was Wendy.
Of course, Sandra knew who Wendy was. Biting her lip, she quickly took out her cell phone and searched online for Wendy Vance.
Soon, she saw a picture Wendy had posted earlier in the afternoon.
In the photo, Wendy was all smiles at the airport, arm in arm with a tall man beside her. Though only a hand was visible, Sandra immediately recognized who it was from the veins on that hand.
It was Leo Bieber, her husband.
At that moment, Sandra felt as though her heart had been tightly seized by an invisible hand, the pain so intense that it was almost impossible for her to breathe.
Leo had canceled all of his afternoon meetings, apparently, to pick up Wendy from the airport.
At the top floor of the Bieber Group, lights were brightly lit through the night.
Sandra was sitting at her desk, working overtime to deal with a pile of urgent documents that had built up after Leo suddenly canceled his meetings. But he was with another woman.
What had happened between them that he even left his underwear behind?
This realization stabbed into her heart like a sharp blade, the pain spreading from her heart to the rest of her body, making her feel dizzy.
Feeling a wave of nauseating sickness, she stumbled into the bathroom of her office and, holding onto the cold washstand, she violently threw up.
Looking at her pale face in the mirror, her body trembling slightly, her eyes full of pain and helplessness as she considered the unexpected nature of her marriage to Leo.
It all started when she was newly employed. They were both a bit too drunk and somehow ended up tangled in bed.
Not long after, Leo came to her. He told her his grandfather was in poor health, and he wanted to marry her to put his grandfather's mind at ease.
How could Sandra disagree? She had loved this man for eight years.
So that was how they signed the marriage contract, which could be terminated at any time.
But now that Wendy had returned, this marriage was in jeopardy... Sandra closed her eyes, her hand gently resting on her lower abdomen.
At that moment, the office door swung open.
Leo walked in.
He was tall and long-legged, his shirt collar slightly agape, revealing a tempting, fine clavicle.
His hair was slightly messy, yet far from rundown, instead it carried a hint of unspoken wildness.
Seeing her just come out of the bathroom, pale-faced and fatigue-showing, Leo couldn't help but frown.
"What's wrong?" Leo walked over to her and put his hand on her shoulder, his voice low. "You look awful; are you not feeling well?"
Sandra looked up, and managed to squeeze out a weak smile, whispering, "I might just be exhausted."
Hearing these words, Leo suddenly realized that it was his abrupt departure in the afternoon that had left Sandra to shoulder all the work alone.
He sighed lightly, his tone softened, "It's my fault. Leave it here and I'll handle it."
Sandra gazed at Leo's rare apologetic eyes and a complex emotion surged in her heart.
She shook her head, trying to make her voice sound normal, "It's okay. I know you were in a hurry."
Upon hearing this, Leo looked at Sandra, suddenly lifting her onto the desk.
Sandra was a little flustered, her hands nowhere to settle, so she had to tightly clutch the edge of the desk.
"We're in the office..."
Leo chuckled, his fingers gently brushed her cheeks as he whispered, "Don't be nervous."
His words were imbued with an irresistible force that accelerated Sandra’s heartbeat and reddened her cheeks.
Leo's lips soon descended, combining unique possessiveness and urgency, his kiss gradually deepening, passionately as if it meant to melt her.
Endless sorrow still lingered in Sandra’s heart.
But at this moment, she was unable to resist him as if this kiss could temporarily erase the bitterness in her heart.
When Leo's fingers were inching toward her waist, about to intensify the situation, the sudden ring of the cell phone broke the intimacy.
Leo's movements stiffened, his breathing somewhat uneven, the slight furrow in his brows expressing his displeasure with this interruption.
He picked up the phone and glanced at the caller ID. His initially furrowed brows smoothed instantly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
"I'll take this call."
Leo spoke softly, his voice no longer held the gentleness of before. Now, it carried a sense of calmness and distance.
Sandra watched him walk to a corner of his office. The second he picked up the phone, that hint of passion and warmth ignited just moments ago was suddenly encased in ice.
She sat silently at her desk, her expression gradually turning gloomy.
Leo's phone call didn't last for too long, but every word seemed to slash across Sandra's heart, tearing apart all her hopes.
He hung up the phone and walked back to Sandra's side, lightly saying, "There's something I need to handle. Go back first and take a rest for tonight."
Sandra, as if thinking of something, tightened her grip onto his sleeve, "Could you please take me home?"
With tear-filled eyes and hope in her gaze, her expression slowly dimmed under Leo's cold stare, "Just for tonight."
Seeing Sandra like this, Leo swallowed the words he originally intended to say.
He reached up and gently stroked her face, much like consoling a kitten, "I'll have the driver pick you up."
Leaning in, he softly uttered, "Be good." Then he left the office without a backward glance.
The abrupt silence of the office was alarming.
Sandra watched his departing figure, her heart filled with boundless emptiness and pain.
She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket, as silent tears rolled down her face.
The paper was a hospital report from earlier in the afternoon when she felt discomfort in her stomach. After a blood test, the doctor asked her to take a pregnancy test.
She was pregnant.
After thorough consideration, she recalled an incident from last month when she was on her safe days. Leo, having ensured of that, didn’t bother to use condoms.
Ironically, that was the time when she conceived Leo's child.
Initially, Sandra intended to tell him when Leo returned home today.
She planned to inform him about her pregnancy and also about her decade-long love for him...
But who would have expected that Wendy would come back?
The man she had been in love with for ten years, the one she thought she would share everything with, made his choice without any hesitation.
She was left alone in this cold office, like an unimportant bystander.
Sandra was feeling unprecedented loneliness and despair. The pregnancy test report in her arms felt like a heavy shackle, making it hard for her to breathe…
