That evening, Noah had a bit of alcohol in him. It wasn’t enough to make him drunk, but he certainly drank enough to become shamelessly clingy with his wife.

He insisted on sharing a private limousine with her to enjoy some alone time.

His playful antics were relentless.

Gwynn, who had been busy caring for their three children and inadvertently neglecting him, decided to indulge him.

However, as they were leaving the hotel, they unexpectedly ran into Anderson in the hallway.

Noah narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had rented out the entire hotel tonight. So, this encounter couldn't have occurred out of coincidence. He regarded Anderson with an indifferent gaze, who reciprocated in kind.

It felt suffocating in the narrow and quiet corridor for the three of them.

They didn’t say anything to each other until the very end. Instead, the two of them simply brushed past Anderson and headed toward their vastly different lives.

…

Gwynn remained silent as they sat in the car in the park