"Morrison and I are colleagues at work. 'Hello, darling' is a code we use to let each other know it's safe for us to talk."
Oh.
"Will you believe me now when I tell you I've never cheated on you—-"
"I do," she whispered.
"And never will—-"
Summerine could only nod this time as tears started to roll down her cheeks.
"Because I'm in love with you?"
Because her heart somehow already knew what he was about to say, and Summerine threw herself in his arms as soon as she heard him say the words.
"I l-love you, Ryu," she choked out. "I love you so, so much—-"
Ryu's head started to lower.
"And I p-promise I will never j-judge—-"
But the kiss she expected never came with her husband now looking at her in bemusement.
"What are you talking about?"
Summerine reminded herself about all the promises she made to God when she thought she was about to die...before blurting out the truth.
"I k-know who you really are. B-Because of the room—-"
"What room?"
"The one with all the guns—-"
"Ah." A grimace crossed her husband's handsome features. "That's the only room you're not supposed to have access to. But you've probably found your way to it on the one day we were conducting a maintenance check on the system."
"I didn't mean to spy on you—-"
"I know." Ryu's voice was gentle. "But...what I don't get is why you'd think there's something to judge."
"But the guns..."
"And that's it?"
"And the fake IDs," she added reluctantly. "And the credit cards—-"
"That weren't fake," he pointed out.
They weren't?
"But I suppose you didn't take the time to check," he guessed.
Summerine couldn't help feeling a little defensive. "They wereso many!"
"And of course havingso manycredit cards can't be explained by my ten-figure net worth."
Sarcasm, even when utteredpolitely,was still sarcasm, and it stung enough to have Summerine wincing.
"So, let me see if I get this straight. Aside from havingso manycredit cards—-"
