Herbert's POV:
What happened at the company?
I tried desperately to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt like they were weighed down by a ton of stones.
Then, a sweet scent of morning breeze and lilies mixed with the warmth of a recent bath filled the air.
She had returned from her bath.
"Hello, did you miss me? Time for your massage."
With her cheerful voice, I felt the blanket being lifted and a pair of soft hands started to massage my body.
Her voice was lovely, like a nightingale singing. But... I felt she was too young, like a high school student. How could my mom have chosen her to marry me?
"Today, I gave Kesha's minions a good lesson. They thought they could bully me with numbers, but I'm a good fighter. No way they can push me around!" she said while massaging. "Thinking abou
