After their intimate moment, Luis went to take a shower.

Elva could faintly hear the sound of water running.

She took a moment to compose herself before rising from the sofa.

Despite living with him for two years, she still felt unsettled by his assertive demeanor during their intimate moments.

She picked up his coat and tried to hang it up properly, but his phone slipped out of the pocket at that moment. Accidentally, she saw his messages with a young woman.

In fact, the conversation was quite simple and explicit.

Yet, the more earnest his tone appeared, the more significant that woman seemed to him, especially in contrast to how he interacted with Elva.

“Mr. Mendez, thank you for your help today!"

"It's not a big deal. Don't mention it. Also, I'll have my secretary dry clean your dress and send it over tomorrow. But if it's okay with you, I'd prefer to deliver it myself. I've been missing the food at that restaurant near your place."

Elva watched quietly.

It was clear to her that Luis held this woman in high regard. The woman's message was brief and polite, yet he was eager to ask her out...

What kind of woman could make such a proud man act so humbly?

As Elva pondered, the bathroom door opened.

Luis stood there in just a towel, seemingly ready for another round, but he paused when he saw the phone in her hand.

In truth, she was the most attractive woman he had ever been with.

Moreover, coming from a wealthy background, she seemed like an ideal partner for him. Yet, even after two years, he had never felt compelled to marry her. He was a man. He knew that he was getting tired of her as time went by.

They were both reasonable people; a dramatic confrontation was unlikely.

They had agreed when she moved in that they would see how things developed naturally, and separate when the day came.

He approached, took his phone back casually, and asked lightly, “So you saw it."

Luis got his phone back and promptly erased the chat history.