Edie was sleeping when she heard something.
She opened her eyes and gradually noticed the man's appearance.
In the darkness, she saw a man stumbling to him.
"Stuart..."
She was quite familiar with the figure of the man.
Stuart didn't answer. He strides towards her without words.
When he stopped in front of her, she realized he was drunk.
She wanted to get up. But the man already fell on her.
She was forced into the quilt. She remains silent and waits for him to talk.
"What should I do, Edie? I don't know what to do,"
He nagged her names painfully. The voice tortured her heart little by little, brutally.
Stuart has never been so desperate and helpless. She never saw her husband in a vulnerable situation. Stuart maintains his image as a nobleman and never lost his control.
She embraced his back, comforting him. Her hands slowly slid behind Stuart's back to calm it down.
"What happened? I am here, tell me." Her voice was full of concern.
