Money Love and Secret

Beep ... Beep ... Beep ...

The sound of the electrocardiogram machine continued to ring in the ears of a young woman. For six months, she had spent half of her time in the room of someone she loved. The other half was spent elsewhere, specifically at the house of a man who was now walking towards her.

"Hi, honey," the man said as he opened the door to the room. The woman responded with a forced sweet smile, her tired face betraying her true feelings. "How was your husband's surgery? Did it go well?" he asked.

"The surgery went well, although it took longer than the doctor had estimated," she replied.

"You look exhausted, honey," the man said, gently caressing the woman's delicate face. She responded by stroking his strong hand and taking a deep breath. "Have you eaten? How about having dinner with me? How about we go to a Japanese restaurant?"

She glanced at her husband, who was lying there connected to numerous machines, as if seeking his permission. She hadn't eaten anything since morning.

"Your husband would surely allow his sweet wife to eat," the man said, turning her head to face him. He gazed at her deeply, a hint of displeasure evident on his face.

"I'm going to grab a bite to eat, honey," she said, caressing her husband's hand instead of kissing him. The man pulled her out of the room. They walked towards the elevator. By chance, the elevator was empty, just the two of them. The man took advantage of the quiet moment to get cozy, but the beautiful woman rejected his advances, citing that they were in a public place.

The man complied, though he was frustrated. He planned to exact his revenge for the rejection when the opportunity arose. As the elevator doors opened, a crowd was already waiting. They naturally became the center of attention, but the woman acted indifferent. She walked behind the man who had been her financial support all this time.

"Wait for me in the front lobby. I'll get the car," he instructed. She nodded in understanding. She walked straight ahead, avoiding any distractions. Her long legs enabled her to quickly reach the exit. Soon, the man's luxurious white car arrived.

The car door was already open from the inside, so she only had to enter and sit gracefully. The car then sped away from the expensive hospital. The man continued trying to flirt with her, from holding her hand to forcing her to look at him.

"What’s with you? Do you want to eat or get into an accident?" the woman snapped, annoyed by his inappropriate behavior.

"What's wrong with you, honey? You've been rejecting me all day," he responded, suddenly stopping the car by the roadside. He stared at her, demanding an explanation. The woman, already in a bad mood, exhausted, hungry, and irritated by his actions, reluctantly complied.