The Gentle Breeze Is Hard to Describe

Every time my husband missed our wedding anniversary, he gave me a supercar as an apology.

I'm about to receive my seventh one.

"If you get bored, take the new car for a spin. I'm only going to spend seven days with Hanhan. Be good and wait for me to come back."

I quietly watched the man hurry off with his luggage.

Ever since we got married, he'd never once attended an anniversary celebration.

These priceless luxury cars were all proof that he'd traveled the world with his first love.

He knew how mild-mannered and obedient I was, and always told me to wait for him.

Too bad he didn't know this time.

My plane ticket out of the country is for seven days from now.