Talia straightened up and patted his shoulders before strutting away, leaving the man alone with bold thoughts occupying his mind.
As he drove to work that morning, flashes of how she'd supported him all this while came rushing back.
The flash of last night, when she leaned over and he felt the soft warmth of her bosom on his shoulders, stuck with him the most.
He was so engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't realize when he arrived at the office.
Usually, he always stopped to wave at his subordinates. Especially Elena.
In fact, most of the time, he often went over to strike a brief conversation with her being heading into his office.
But today, Elena watched him walk past her without stopping to wave and frowned, immediately concluding he was upset about what happened last night.
Curse you, Ayla!
You get to ogle Anson Elba and literally flirt with him every minute of last night, but your husband feels guilt for having another woman's bosom on his shoulder.
