23. Magic of ointment

Darius Simard was standing in front of the door of his bedroom but couldn't decide whether he should go inside or go anywhere else to spend the night.

After last night, it had become hard to face her. But whatever happened last night, happened between husband and wife. And if he has made her angry, then he has to persuade her too, so he stepped into the room after holding his impatient breaths.

The fragrance from the flowers had eased the heart trouble to some extent, but when he saw her sleeping on the bed, he came close to her with a fistful of courage, raised the curtain, and saw her solemn face. He slowly sat at the edge of the bed and kept looking at her calm face for a while.