After the Break, I Resisted His Allure

When Kevin was at home, he became more and more absent-minded and looked at his mobile phone from time to time.

When I was about to go to work, I reminded him that it was time for a physical check-up and asked if he wanted to go to the hospital with me.

He rejected me with the excuse that he would have a physical examination with all his employees later. I considerately gave him antihypertensive medicine.

Mia was pregnant for almost four months and her belly could no longer be hidden.

I looked at my phone and saw a text message coming in.

"I miss you."

I glanced at Kevin, deleted the message, and left.

The person who sent the message was my personal trainer Owen White, a young man with abdominal muscles.

He had been pestering me a lot lately, sending me dozens of messages every day. As long as I didn't reply to his messages, he would stand next to me with a resentful look when I was training.

"Don't be angry. I'm out now."

I sat next to Owen and handed him a glass of water in a gentle tone.

"Then you have to reply to my message next time."

Owen was angry and acted like a wronged child. I couldn't help but rub his hair, and he finally looked happy. He took me to train attentively, and after the training, I took him out for dinner. He didn't want to leave me, saying that he wanted to stay with me.

I had no choice but to send a message to Kevin saying that I would not be going home today, and then I went to the hotel with Owen.

Owen was under-educated and worked as a fitness coach. Because he looked handsome and masculine and acted cautiously and thoughtfully, many women had hinted at him privately, but he rejected them calmly.

As soon as I closed the door, Owen couldn't wait to hug me. I pushed him away and apologized to him, saying that I had a period. I took out the sanitary napkin in my hand and leaned on him coquettishly, asking him to understand me.

Owen gritted his teeth and went to take a shower. I looked at his phone on the table.

I turned on the screen and saw a familiar profile photo. I glanced at the bathroom and turned off his phone.

Owen came out, wrapped in a bath towel, his abdominal muscles exposed. He came forward and hugged me tightly, his eyes full of pride.

I smiled and pushed him away, pulling him to get dressed.

I looked at Owen through the light. He looked handsome and had tanned skin, which made him look very attractive under the light. God was unfair. Although he was born into a poor family like I was, he was so good-looking, no wonder he was coveted by many rich women.

Maybe because of my gaze, he put his arm around me again, I pushed him away and carefully tidied his clothes.

"Owen, I have to go. My sister is not in good condition recently. I have to go see her."

My phone rang at an opportune moment and I picked it up and answered softly.

"Alice, I'll be there in a minute, don't worry, it's okay!"

Owen looked concerned and wanted to go with me.

"Alice's boyfriend cheated on her and she couldn't stand it. She attempted suicide several times, but my aunt stopped her. She and I have been close since childhood and she only listens to me."

Owen was a little reluctant to leave me. He seemed to want to say something. With an emotion in his eyes that I couldn't understand, he reminded me to be careful on the road.

My phone rang again.

"Katherine, Alice is about to jump off the building, come quickly."

I quickly ran towards the elevator, ignoring Owen behind me.