I badly wanted to answer the phone and tell Cresia that she should not be calling my husband when he was already on break from work. This week was our honeymoon so she should know her boundaries and stop calling him. However, as I held the phone in my hand, I could not bring myself to answer or end the call. Just staring at the screen for a few more seconds, the door of the bedroom swung open and Nikolai entered, holding a tray of food in his hands.
“Is something the matter?” he asked, as he walked towards me and his gaze slowly shifting to the phone in my hand.
“C-Cresia… She is calling.”
Right after I said that, he put the tray in front of me and just said that I should eat up. He took the phone and rushed out of the room, answering his co-worker’s call. I looked at the breakfast he p
