Both Silvia and Davian were already home from work. They were about to go to bed, Silvia sat on the bed while Davian was at the dressing room changing into his night clothes.
Silvia really didn't know how she will bring the issue up without him thinking she sent someone to spy on him. Maybe she should just tell him someone is trying to stir up something by sending a photo of him and his ex to her.
But then again, she should just ask him first to see his reaction.
Davian came out of the dressing room, he let out a breath as he climbed unto the bed. He flashed a smile at her as he turned to face her, his hand supported his head.
"What's wrong now?" he asked because she didn't return the smile, not even a fake one.
