"Leena, what's the matter? Are you sick?" asked Kevin with a look of deep concern marring his features. She wasn't in the bedroom. So he came upstairs when he saw the light was on in this room. Strangely, she was knocking her head against the keyboard. Why? Did she have a headache? What was going on?

  "Err… I'm fine. Where's Miss Ye? Did you send her home already?" Leena asked as she quickly closed the chat window. She didn't want Kevin to see what was on the screen. It was a private conversation.

  "No, I just sent her downstairs. What are you doing?" He craned his neck to get a better look at the computer screen, but he saw nothing. It was just the desktop, no windows opened. What was she doing up here?

  "I was chatting with a friend for a bit. Do you want some fruits? I've got some cut up. I could fetch a plate for you," Leena answered, a bit awkwardly. Her face flushed. She was afraid that Kevin would find out her little secret. And that wouldn't do at all.

  "No, I'm not a big fan of fruit —— you know that. Anything you want to ask me?" Kevin took a seat on the floor, and then met Leena's gaze. Though he wondered why on earth she would have chosen Korean style for her workshop decor, it wasn't the right time to ask. He needed to explain something to her.

  "You tell me. Should I ask you anything? Or is there anything you haven't told me?" she asked. Holding his gaze, she tilted her head.

  "So the necklace doesn't bother you, then?" Kevin pressed his lips together firmly. He thought she would at least ask why he had gotten back

  Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

  To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

  "As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

  She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

  Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

  ht it for Louisa.

  "Why didn't you ask me about it? You must have felt pretty bad when the necklace was gone. And I didn't give it to you. I'm sorry." Kevin felt really guilty now. He couldn't do anything but hold her gently in his arms. He kissed the top of her head. He knew clearly how she would feel when the neckace was missing. She would have all kinds of suspicions about whom he sent the necklace to. But she just held those in her mind all this time. She must have felt nervous those days. All this made him look like a cheater.

  "Because I care about you. And I wanted to trust you. If I asked about it, you'd probably think I was a jealous woman. Or that I cared more about things than people. So I figured that you'd be mad at me, or you might feel that I invaded your privacy. So I pretended everything was okay, and then it might end up being okay. It's better than having you resent me." She knew that men really valued their pride and dignity. She would never do anything to hurt a guy that way. So she kept it bottle up.