The Lipstick mark

Ava saw from the corner of her eyes that her colleague was coming towards them she quickly pushed Oliver and said in a low voice "Oliver, what are you doing, this is a hospital." Ava's face has already turned red.

"Then we'll go home and continue," Oliver said with a smile and held the door for Ava to get in like a gentleman.

When they arrived home, Mrs. Lee was busy in the kitchen making dinner for them. Ava wanted to see if she needed any help but Oliver held her waist tightly, refusing to let her go, and led her to the living room couch. Oliver carefully lowered Ava into the sofa and took her in his arm. In the warm light of the living room they looked at each other and they already knew each other's mind.

Ava knew by looking at his eyes that he wanted her and if she didn't stop him soon he will take her right then and there so she said mischievously, "Oliver, are you tired? Let me give you a massage."

Oliver's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "How did you think of giving me a message all of a sudden?"

"Well, you work hard at the office, I am sure you are very tired. I just want to make you feel a bit relax, besides didn't you give me a Thai massage the other day? I'll just return that with a French massage today." Ava said winking at Oliver, she had a naughty smile on her ruby lips.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Oliver swallowed hard, he felt that he was about to lose his control because of her teasing.

"What? Don't you want it?" Ava asked innocently and pretended to be angry.

"Yes, my girlfriend wants to give me a French massage. How could I not want it?" Oliver said with a charming smile.

He thought, wow life was so good, the women around him were treating him like a king. Kiara gave him a massage in the company and now his little girlfriend wanted to give him a massage at home.

Ava let Oliver lay down on the sofa, then she kneeled on the carpet, ready to start massaging him. Oliver's black hair looked very soft, Ava could not help but to run her fingers on his hair.

"Oliver, your hair is so soft," Ava said softly with a smile.

Oliver's eyes were closed, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips as he said "Your hair is very soft, too. I like to run my hands in them."

Ava's hands slide down and reached to Oliver's shirt. Today, he was wearing a white shirt, which was picked up by Ava in the morning and matched with Ava's own clothes. Oliver's shirt was already unbuttoned so she just took it off and was about to throw it when she saw a light pink lipstick mark on the inside of the white shirt. Ava froze and stared at the mark with complicated eyes. Oliver's eyes were closed, so he had no idea what was happing behind him.

Ava looked at the mark closely and rubbed it gently, the mark immediately spread on the shirt. She didn't make any mistake indeed it was a lipstick mark. Although it was very light but in the white shirt, it looked very vibrant and pierced Ava's eyes. Ava held the shirt tightly and there was a trace of sadness in her beautiful hazel eyes. Oliver cheated on her.... again!

When she took out the shirt this morning she checked it properly before giving it to him and she knew the mark was not there this morning that meant he was with a woman during the day who printed this mark on his shirt. At the thought of Oliver being intimate with another woman, Ava felt suffocated.

Ava started to knead gently on his back as if nothing had happened and asked in a soft voice: "Oliver, what did you do at the office today?"

The expression on Ava's face has already changed if Oliver's eyes were opened he would have already noticed it by now but he was lying on the sofa clueless, he said with a smile, "Work, what else would I do besides work at the office?"

"Really? So no one came to your office today, no women?" Ava pressed on the word 'women' and there was a mocking smile on her face.

"What do you mean by that?" Oliver abruptly opened his eyes and looked at Ava.

The expression on Ava's face has become cold, she was still half kneeling on the carpet but she was breathing heavily and her small body was shaking slightly from anger. "Oliver Knight, what do I mean? You don't know?"

"Ava, are you suspecting me?" Oliver quickly turned over and sat down on the sofa, his face was serious and his eyes were cold.

"Do you really think I'm stupid that I will blame you without any reason?" Ava said gnashing through her teeth. He was still lying to her. Yesterday he did the same thing and today again. She felt pain, every time, it's the same stabbing pain.

"Reason, what do you mean?" Oliver frowned.

Although he still didn't admit it but he had already guessed what might have happened. When Kiara was massaging him this afternoon, she did kiss him gently on the back. At that time, Oliver was sleepy and didn't react, but now he was awake and regretting it.

"You have a lipstick mark on your shirt." Ava said coldly.

Oliver hesitated a little, as he expected, it was the lipstick mark that caused the disaster.

"Oliver do you think I am that easy to cheat? Last night you lied to me and said you were with Arvin and today again you came home with a lipstick mark on your shirt. How many times you are going to lie to me." Ava was almost shouting in anger now.

She was too stupid, she loved him wholeheartedly and that's why he could trample her heart like that today. Last night, at first she didn't believe him about his whereabouts but later she still decided to trust his words. Now the bloody truth was in front of her slapping her hard on the face.