A couple of days later, it was Sunday morning, and Andrew carried out his routine regardless of the house he was in.

He walked into the kitchen after a workout donning a white skintight vest with black bottoms, looking amazingly dashing with sweat drops on his revealing built-up body.

"Gosh, he is so hot and dashing."

"Ahh, it's dreamy."

"Girls, knock it off; he is married now."

"Who cares? I still wish he looked at me for once."

"Right, I'm glad he moved in; watching him in workout gear is surreal."

All the girls on the staff crowded in the kitchen, drooling over him with a shy smile. They were...