Waiting for Tiel to arrive was an annoying ordeal.
The longer it took him to come, the more anxiety it caused her. Considering she was his special girl and might be carrying his child, Asti thought Tiel would come home as soon as possible.
But now it had been two hours since she told him, and there was no sign of Tiel anywhere.
Sitting in the two-million-dollar house in front of their luxurious swimming pool, Asti stirred a glass of orange juice, faithfully waiting for Tiel to come.
Maybe he went to buy gifts, Asti thought, glancing at the bamboo clock hanging on the wall.
Right then, the front door of the house opened. Asti stood from her chair, her long, flowing hair dropping over her shoulder as she went to meet the father of her soon-to-be child.
"Baby! You're home!" Asti said, rushing to hug him.
Tiel, who walked into the living area, did not look happy.
