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Faith splashed cold water across her face repeatedly, her eyes met her reflection in the mirror, and a crease formed between her brows.
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Mornings were always a delight for her because she was always so energetic, but for the last couple of days, it didn't seem to be so.
She always woke up with a headache and seemed to lack the appetite for anything.
She cupped her face with her palms, she wasn't sick but at the same time, she wasn't feeling alright.
Her eyes spotted the glittering necklace on her neck and lingered.
Even though Sterling was away, he'd never failed to daily send all sorts of gifts to her, while she loved and cherished everything he gave her, she wasn't quite satisfied.
She needed the man himself.
Was she falling only ill because she was missing him terribly?
Was that even possible?
For the first time since they got married, Faith had to experience how lonely the huge house could be.
It felt so cold.
Maybe it was he who ruined her, now she wasn't able to fall asleep without his arms wrapped around her, his familiar masculine smell, and the sound of his breaths.
She had barely managed to get any sleep, perhaps this was the root cause of the headache?
Did that also explain the nauseous feeling she got each time she tried to eat?
Faith finished brushing her teeth and rinsed her mouth thoroughly.
She exited the bedroom and reached for her phone, prepared to call him when it suddenly rang.
A smile spread across her face, such a coincidence.
"Hello?"
"You will never know how badly I miss you." The sound of his deep morning voice made her day feel better already.
"Well, guess what? I miss you just as much!" He would never understand exactly just how much, Faith thought.
He didn't know that she wasn't used to him not being by her side, and couldn't even sleep because of it.
"Glad we both feel the same way, the only thing I want is to stay in bed with you all day, you know what sounds good?"
"What?" Faith held her breath.
"Dropping everything right now and taking the next flight home to see my wife! Thinking about you naked, and getting my hands on you is the only thing that gets me through the day!" He muttered.
Faith felt herself flush, her breath went faster with excitement, she was prepared to respond when the mood was killed in a single crush.
"Forget it, I will return on schedule, I understand that you need more time to think about your decision and I do hope you do give me a response when I return."
No, she didn't need more time!
Her brows creased with disappointment, it took all the will she possessed not to blurt out that she had already made that decision in her heart even before he'd officially asked her to be his.
"I'll be attending a meeting very soon, talk to you later?"
Faith glared at the phone in irritation when the call ended.
Now, how exactly was she to spend the rest of her day?
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The day was going as normal, or so had Faith thought until she walked downstairs. She bumped into Mrs. Esther, the older woman who usually come to clean.
"Hello, Mrs. Esther." Faith smiled which the woman returned.
"There was a package sent for you, I was about to come upstairs to give you."
Faith stared at the medium-sized box in the woman's hands.
It must be from Sterling, she thought.
But why didn't he say anything about it when they had spoken on the phone?
"Thank you!" She accepted the parcel from the housekeeper who walked away to leave her some privacy.
Faith was slightly surprised to see that there was no sort of description written on it. Well, she would have to open it to know what was inside.
She tore the box open and found it even more strange.
There were some photos of her and Sterling!
She recognized these particular ones instantly!
Her eyes widened slightly when she realized that these were the exact photos that had been published to create that scandal between her and her boss!
The same pictures that broke up her and Dan. She remembered then that Sterling had worked hard to curb the rumors that were targeted to ruin her reputation.
These were the original copies!
Now, Faith was utterly confused.
Was the parcel from Sterling? She doubted it, because for what reason?
If it wasn't from him, then who did? And why?
Faith stared at the box once again, this time, her eyes caught on a small piece of paper she had missed before.
There was a telephone number as well as an address written on it.
She was nervous, but also curious and at the same time confused.
Maybe she would find the answers to some of her questions when she phone the number?
A part of her wanted to wait for Sterling, maybe this time, they would find out the culprit together.
But he wouldn't be back for at least another two days, could she wait?
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