In the VVIP hotel suite, Lucas emerged from the bathroom, having just showered, and his mobile vibrated with Alice's name. Anticipating her reply, he swiftly grabbed the mobile.
"I'm sorry, I was worried about my friend, so I left," read Alice's message.
Lucas seethed with anger as he read her explanation. In frustration, he tossed his mobile onto the bed and sat there, fuming.
Those clients were crucial to him, and he had cut the meeting short, returning to her out of concern for her well-being. Yet, what did he find? An empty room. Just like a month ago, she had left his house, and now she had left his hotel room.
The mere thought of her leaving him again sent panic through him.