Justin returned home, where Natalie was waiting for him after she had finished her work. These days, she could feel the tense air around him, though he tried to conceal it.
Entering the drawing room, Justin saw Natalie lying on the sofa, looking through her mobile—so engrossed as if she were reading something truly important. Since he had asked her not to sit for long, she preferred to lounge on the sofa like this. Seeing her in such a relaxed state, he found his home felt more homely, cozy.
He stood silently to the side, watching her just like that.
Suddenly, she sensed a gaze on her and finally turned to look at him. She sat up immediately. "You're back?"
Justin hummed and walked over to her. "Were you waiting for me?"
She nodded and looked at him, as if wondering whether it was the right time to ask him what was going on.
As if reading her thoughts, he held her hand and sat with her in his lap. "Let's have a talk."
