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My boss’s call was to notify us about a dinner gathering tonight.
Thinking about the man at home, I instinctively reached for the wedding ring on my ring finger, only to find it missing.
I was stunned for a moment before remembering what had happened two nights ago
with Adrian.
I had taken off my wedding ring and placed it on the bedside table to avoid hurting him
during our intimate moment, and I had forgotten to put it back on for the past two days.
As soon as my colleagues received the message from the boss, they all started notifying
their families.
After a moment’s hesitation, I also walked to the corridor to call Adrian.
As usual, Adrian answered immediately. His voice was low and sexy, with a hint of allure:
“Olivia.”
My face inexplicably heated up: “Adrian, I have to go out for dinner with my colleagues tonight. I might be home late.”
After I finished speaking, the other end of the phone suddenly fell into dead silence. Adrian didn’t make a sound; even his breathing seemed to have been cut off.
Sensing something unusual, I called out softly: “Adrian?”
“I’m listening.”
Adrian came back to his senses, his voice sounding as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper, the end of his words trembling imperceptibly: “Do you… really have to go?”
I was about to say “yes,” but he interrupted me with a trembling voice.
“Will you come back tonight? Olivia, will you… will you come back?”
I nodded in confusion: “Of course I’ll come back.”
“Really?!”
His volume suddenly increased, then abruptly fell silent. Only erratic breathing could be heard through the receiver.
“No, I… I mean, I’ll wait for you to come home. You can come back whenever you want, as long as you come back. I’ll always be at home waiting for you…”
I sensed something odd about him, so I added another reminder: “Remember to leave the light on for me.”
This time he didn’t hesitate, answering promptly as if afraid I might change my mind: “Okay.”
