Intuitively, I knocked on the door on the left. It was the woman who was with Christian yesterday who opened the door.

"Who are you looking for?" Her voice was as young as her looks.

Judging from the size of her belly, It seemed that she had been pregnant before I met Christian. So I must be the one who interrupted between them two.

So I knew that I was not in the position to show my pain and hate in front of her, let alone to question or ask for something. But I was just seeking a truth.

"Hello, I'm Christian's assistant. Because I had the experience of having...