Madeline's POV
I had dinner with my husband, and we eat and laughed. I have a good time that I don't want to ruin the mood of the evening, we went home and made love until dawn, and I don't know how I will tell him about her. He reports to the office the following day, and I am shocked to find he came home before lunchtime.
"Hey! are you finished with your work?" I asked.
"No, I am not yet done, but I asked Cal to continue where I left off, and he is the best assistant ever, and I can trust him." He replied.
"Why do you come home so early? Are you not feeling well?" I asked, and I can't stop myself from feeling so worried, and he laughed.
