บท 632: There's no perfect marriage. Just perfect love.

"Honey, I'm sorry." Jaime repeated his words while stroking her back.

He could not help but feel bad for his wife. He didn't know that every time he couldn't make it home, or every time he broke a promise, Rika would cry herself to sleep and awake.

Jaime… he couldn't say anything but apologize. He knew he was at fault and was aware Rika was never the problem. He didn't want to push the blame to the demands of his job because there were other ways to make up for that.

Seeing her cry was akin to a resounding slap; a wake up call to him. Rika truly devoted her heart to him, to this marriage. And Jaime was unconsciously ruining not just their marriage, but also ruining her.

"No, no. It's okay. I'm alright. Just… it's just the hangover." Rika wiped her tears by her arms and attempted to reassure him by pretending.

However, her tears would stop, and she couldn't keep her act together. It had been too much for her to bear lately.