I laughed. I had never felt such pleasure in those long days. The next day, as he went out, the bodyguard brought the piano into my room. I looked out of the window happily. He was in a beige shirt, a black windbreaker in his hands. So handsome!

Just as he was about to get into the car, he suddenly stood up and looked up at my window. I lifted the curtain cheerfully, smiled and waved at him. Knowing that he could not hear, I called him sweetly: "Dear husband, I will wait for you!" He ...