A fractured relationship

Flora looked at her reflection in the mirror, there was a sweet smile there. Today was the happiest day of her life, it should be celebrated.

She was ready with a beautiful black dress, contrasting with her pure white skin. Right now she already looked like a shining star in the middle of the night sky.

She was sure her husband, Demian. must have forgotten this historic day. Flora had never questioned this because her husband was the president of a well-known company.

His responsibility is not to his family alone, but to the many people who rely on him.

Today is exactly 7 years of marriage, she heard that the first 5 years of marriage is the most difficult period. But look at this fact, Flora is very happy because they can pass this 'difficult' period happily.

Isn't this something to celebrate? Flora had already booked a hotel room to celebrate this happy day.

Now that she was ready, her face was so beautiful that she was even 10 years younger than her age.

"Take care of the children... Tuan and I will be back tomorrow rather late," Flora said as she descended the stairs.

Since it was Saturday, the children were also off school tomorrow, so Flora could relax a bit.

Mbok Ranti immediately ran over to Flora as she walked down the stairs and nodded her head in understanding.

Flora stepped out of the house and quickly climbed into the car, her luxurious car driving away from her palace to the office where her husband was struggling with a myriad of tasks.

In another place, right where a man with a strapping posture with rows of muscles neatly arranged on his stomach.

Sweat still drenched his body, the hot scene had just ended. Beside him was a woman who was lying limp.

Her eyes staring faintly at the man, she gazed at the broad, muscular back that had just given warmth to her body.

The office phone rang loudly, indicating that someone was waiting for him and waiting for approval.

"Hello," Demian said, putting his pants back on.

"Mrs. Flora wants to come in, is your meeting over?" the receptionist asked.

Demian's eyes widened, he hadn't expected his wife to come to the office. He immediately threw a look at the woman who was still lying on the sofa with her innocent body.

"Okay, it will be finished in a minute, tell Madam to wait for 5 minutes." Demian immediately hung up the phone and carried the woman into the bathroom.

Not forgetting he cleaned up all the scattered clothes, "wear this, Flora is downstairs," Demian whispered softly.

"What?" The woman's eyes perfectly rounded, she immediately came to her senses and tidied herself up. She didn't usually come here, why was it suddenly like this?

Demian immediately tidied up himself and the room. Cleaning up the scattered papers and tissues that were scattered everywhere.

Just as he finished, the door opened. His body froze, his life seemed to escape from his body in shock.

A pair of soft hands embraced him intimately, feeling the warm air blowing on his back.