The whole debacle went on until two in the morning.

Noah returned to the villa and sat in the car for a while. It was eerily quiet around here. All of the lights inside were turned off. The few lamps on the porch were the only source of light and they looked especially lonely in the cold night.

After a brief moment, he opened the car door and walked into the villa.

It was dim indoors, but he didn’t turn any lights on. He merely climbed the stairs in the dark.

A gentle moonlight cascaded into the bedroom. Gwynn was sleeping soundly with both of the kids by her side. As usual, there wasn’t a place for him in the seventy-eight-inch bed.

Standing before the bed, he loosened his tie underneath the cold moonlight. Then, he took off his suit and white shirt.

Gwynn caught the scent of alcohol and opened her eyes.

“Are you awake?” Staring at her, he spoke in a cold, emotionless tone. Before she could respond to him, he pinned her on the bed.

She tried to squirm, but he pinned her