Keira Olsen had never known that a hug could be so warm, making one feel secure inside.
At the moment she was embraced, she even felt as if her empty heart was being filled.
Women, who are always strong and independent, sometimes also need solace and companionship.
She rested her head on his shoulder.
The two quietly leaned on each other.
Lewis Horton's deep and magnetic voice reached her ears, "Keira, is it you?"
There was uncertainty in his voice.
Keira sighed inwardly, about to confirm, when suddenly a noisy commotion came from the doorway.
The nanny she had hired was exclaiming, "What are you doing? This is the South Family's home, how can you trespass?"
Then came Howard's mother's loud voice, "What South Family? Who are you? Where is Keera? By blocking us like this, could it be that she's inside messing around with some man?"
Howard was also angrily rebuked, "Move aside! I am Keera's husband, and I'm here to settle scores with her!"
