I pushed the door that was not closed tightly, he seemed to be sitting in his work chair with a laptop perched in front of him, Sean massaged the area between his forehead while closing his eyes he looked frantic. I walked over to him and he felt my presence, he looked at me and smiled back at me.

“Dinner’s ready, I hope you don’t mind eating tomyam,” I tell him, he laughs weakly then tells me to sit on his lap. I looked at his laptop showing an email, I read it and it was from Atika.

“I wonder what that woman wants, why can’t she let you go?”...