I finished my food and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Aunt Zhao had already arranged the food on a tray. I picked it up and headed upstairs, to his study. I turned the lock of the door and stepped inside the room.
The room was decorated with wooden materials. The wall in front of the gate had a floor-to-ceiling window. The longer wall had bookshelves where hundreds of books were kept and opposite that wall was Alex's home-office table.
As he saw me entering the room, he looked at me and a smile appeared on his face.
" Look how blessed I'm. Having such a caring wife is the most beautiful dream come true." he said to me as I put the tray on the table.
" Then you must be lucky, Mr. Wilson for having such a wife." I said and winked at him. As I winked at him, his expression quickly changed into a serious one.
