Zia, who was busy cooking, was startled when the doorbell rang continuously and the front gate seemed to be being pounded on.

Though she panicked because the security guard who usually stood guard was taking a day off, Zia tried to find out for herself who was causing the commotion.

“Honey, are you asleep?!” Eric’s shout could be heard from outside.

“Oh my... I think he’s drunk again,” Zia muttered, relieved to hear her husband’s voice.

Ever since seeing James’ face appear before him, Eric had been so busy trying to find out the truth to convince himself that he wasn’t imagining things.

In addition, problems had been cropping up...