Chapter 2 Other perfumes

"Argh you bastard," the woman said softly.

With just one more button missing, Demian's muscular physique was freely exposed. All these muscles were like fresh bread ready to be eaten.

Flora's delicate fingers began to undo the remaining buttons and throw Demian's shirt in all directions, slowly unbuttoning the hook that still held his great heirloom.

A mischievous smile etched on Flora's beautiful face, Demian's hands were already dancing beautifully on Flora's smooth back, inches away from removing the dress that clung to her beautiful body.

"You're very beautiful tonight," Demian said, bringing his face closer to Flora.

There was no answer, Flora's fingers moved more nimbly to open the belt that fortified the bull that was ready for battle.

"I think I smell another female here," Flora said with a sharp gaze.

Demian's life felt completely out of his body this time, he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"What do you mean?"

Not only Demian, the woman hiding behind the bathroom door was also dumbfounded by Flora's words.

If everything is revealed, it's not just Demian's life. He would also be dragged into his own grave.

His brain thought hard to find faults that he didn't know about, even though all the plans had been neatly arranged and there was no way it could be revealed this quickly.

Gosh... he hadn't even dredged up Demian's treasure yet.

"I think I need to pee first," Flora let go of Demian's hand that was currently holding her tightly.

Demian tightened his embrace even tighter. If he had to go to the bathroom, it would be the end of his history right now.

In fact, Flora's heart was breaking into pieces right now. She had smelled an affair since three months ago. But she kept quiet and tried to be normal.

At the moment she didn't have strong evidence, they were playing too cleverly. The CCTV in her husband's room was turned off to protect the privacy of the office. How annoying.

In addition, they have silenced everyone in the office, very clever. But it's not Flora Vernandes if she can't uncover everything elegantly.

It was her fault for picking up trash on the side of the road and making it into a king. She didn't expect her kindness and trust to be tainted like this.

As clever as people are at hiding a carcass, it's bound to get smelled too. I don't know how long they'd been in a relationship, but Flora was fed up with this game.

"Don't Baby," Demian said.

Flora knitted her eyebrows together, her heart breaking into pieces. Since when did 'Honey' become 'Baby'.

"I mean, let's go now. I can't wait," Demian immediately changed his words.

Flora stared intently at Demian's eyes, the anxiety radiating there.

"It seems like your eyes and heart are not in sync." Flora released Demian's embrace and stepped towards his desk.

Flora sat leaning against Demian's desk, the water spots on the black glass desk caught Flora's attention.

She shouldn't have come here, the idea of a surprise was a very bad idea.

She only hoped for a relationship that could be repaired, she realized that lately she had not been too attentive to her husband.

It wasn't entirely Demian's fault if he sought entertainment outside, but this was too much. He was too immersed in his outside world.

Flora's heart was already rumbling, she wanted to release all her anger right now, but she held back as much as possible. She didn't want her baby to fall victim to her selfishness again.

Flora regulated her breathing, repeatedly inhaling and exhaling her rough breath. Trying to make peace with her situation.

Indeed, his patience is not as thick as a dictionary. But at least she had tried to maintain this false household.

Meanwhile, Demian was busy straightening his shirt again while thinking hard about how his secretary could get out of the small cubicle in the corner of the room.

She must have been freezing, the room alone was at a minimum temperature. He didn't like stuffy rooms, but this was too much.

Did Flora already know everything? But he remained silent and showed no anger. Everything looked relaxed, his wife was better than before.

Demian reached for his cell phone, he immediately sent a text message to a number.

"Why are you so worried darling, am I not here?" Flora said, starting to open Demian's laptop.

Demian threw a look at Flora and immediately put his cell phone back, he stepped closer to his wife who was busy with her laptop.

"Let's go now!" said Demian.

"Alright come on, looks like you're getting impatient." Flora got up from the chair and walked out of the room.

Demian followed her lead and closed the door to the room leaving a loud banging sound, as if giving a code to someone on the other side of the door.

The person behind the bathroom door quickly came out, he couldn't stand being inside for too long. He quickly picked up his ID card that had fallen under the sofa and left the room.

Rebecca, a beautiful and sexy woman was walking towards her office. She quickly opened the closet and took out a set of work clothes.

Repeatedly her thin lips swore, she couldn't believe she would be defeated by a whiny woman like Flora. It was only a matter of time before he got Demian's autograph and would get everything.

Unfortunately she had to wake up from her beautiful dream, Flora came to destroy everything and drag her back into the real world.

Meanwhile, Flora and Demian had arrived at the five-star hotel that had been booked a few hours ago.

Several doormen greeted them, as Demian and Flora's company was currently soaring in the clouds.

Who doesn't know Demian Bramasta and Flora Vernandes, they are the most romantic and harmonious couple in the city.

With their equally stunning looks, they're like a fairytale couple from Disney Land.