As soon as she opened her eyes, Rhea found herself alone in Dion's room. Her husband, who should have been lying beside her, was nowhere to be seen.

"Where did he go?" Rhea murmured. Her face flushed as she noticed clothes scattered across the floor. Naturally, they were hers and Dion's, thrown carelessly during their intimate moment. Just remembering what they had done made Rhea feel shy. Yet at the same time, she had no regrets-on the contrary, she felt happy. She and Dion had finally become ...