"Mr. Oscar is married?"

Oscar's fingers curled up and he lowered his eyes, "Uh-huh."

"Your wife must be beautiful."

Oscar didn't say anything, seeming to be poked at some point by Serena's words, and at that moment was lost in memories.

Serena didn't say anything either, the tip of her nose catching another whiff of the ink scent coming from him.

After sitting here for a while, Oscar got up to leave.

Serena, naturally, had to see the man off and was relieved until the other man got into his car.

She was just about to turn around and go inside when the car window slowly came down, "Madam wears...