What I heard after that consoled me, making me realise that I was fretting over such trivial matters.

Firstly, Carson was not Kaiser. There was no reason for me to be worried if he was cheating on someone else, neither was I meaning to stay for long.

The fact he had asked me to be his wife negated the possibility of him being married; if he was indeed cheating, it would be on a girlfriend. But however, the person who had arrived was not a woman of his, yet, it was the most ...