After Aaron left, Anne decided to make cookies so that tomorrow morning she didn't have to make them again at the coffee shop. Anne had succeeded in making a variety of delicious cookies that were suitable for customers' apatite at her coffee shop because she was armed with her mother's recipe book which she rewrote herself. Actually, Anne could have recruited a chef, but she thought that she could handle all the work herself. That was why she decided to do it herself. In reality, it was never difficult for her to make only 100 cookies in a day with two flavors.

"Time flies so fast," said Anne softly as she looked at the clock which was already showing two in the morning. ​​

Since all of her work had also been finished, Anne finally stored the cookies in the cookies' container where she usually took them to the coffee shop. After all the cookies were neatly arranged in the container, Anne goes to the bathroom to take a bath before going to bed. It was already three o'clock in the morning when Anne could lay down on her soft bed. She had the chance to sleep for five hours before starting her work again like the previous days.

Meanwhile, from a jet plane, a man with black sunglasses was seen descending from the expensive plane towards the runway. The man's expression was unreadable because he was wearing a sizable pair of sunglasses. But there was an angry and unfriendly vibes coming out of the man's body making his subordinates, who were supposed to pick him up, didn't even dare to close their mouth.

"Go straight to the hotel," said the man coldly.

"Yes, sir," answered a standby driver quickly.

In the car, the man who wore the sunglasses slowly took it off and stared at the photo of Anne on his cellphone not long after that car left the airport area heading to a hotel that had been prepared beforehand.

"No wonder you divorced your husband Anne, you are very cheap," said the man emotionally, the man turned out to be Jack.

Jack immediately returned to England after all his business was done, he returned to New Castle Upon Tyne using his private jet so it didn't take him long to arrive in England. He went straight to the hotel because he came along with his bodyguards, he couldn't possibly invite them all to his small apartment this time. Even though Jack actually still had a lot of work to do in Switzerland, he couldn't hold himself back any longer after he saw a photo of Anne walking with Aaron. Aaron was one of the entrepreneurs he met a few years ago when he was having a party in London. Right at that moment, jealousy and disappointment had consumed Jack.

After arriving at the hotel, they went straight to their respective rooms including Jack. Quite frankly, he didn't feel sleepy and tired at all. However, he also couldn't come to Anne's place this early. He finally decided to go to the hotel while waiting for morning to arrive. Time was running very slowly for him. He looked at the watch on his left hand for so many times.

"I'd better close my eyes for a moment, there's still two hours left to meet that woman to teach her a lesson," Jack said softly as he closed his eyes, Jack finally slept with all the disappointment fueled his heart.

All this time, he had his reasons on why he hid his identity from Anne, he wanted to see what kind of woman Anne was. When he began to feel that Anne was a worthy woman who he could choose as a a life partner, he suddenly received an information saying that Anne was with Aaron, which was enough to wake up the anger inside Jack's heart. His efforts for one and a half years to not touch Anne seemed useless, even though he never revealed his heart to Anne, but for him Anne was his woman. That was why he couldn't accept it when he found out that Anne was with another man. Jack felt like he was betrayed by Anne, enough reason for him to return to England in a hurry to vent all his disappointment on Anne. Someone he previously thought as a good woman.

The sound of the alarm above the nightstand woke Anne up from her short sleep, for some reason she couldn't sleep well this time. Although she usually slept soundly when she had finished all of her work, but that day she felt differently.

"Oh dear Lord, what kind of feeling is this ... why do I feel so uncomfortable like this," said Anne to herself as she touched her chest, she felt like something terrible would happen to her. It was the same feeling she had when she found out that her ex-husband was having an affair with her best friend, a feeling that couldn't be described by any common sense.

To be continued