The glaring white light illuminated Gael’s face, making him appear even paler and more humiliated. He had been standing there all along, knowing he should leave.

However, Yanni was his wife. How could she kiss another man? How could she use that melodious voice to call out another man's name like that? She belonged to Gael alone.

At that moment, all hope drained from Gael. He wanted to rush forward and fight Keaton, but clarity hit him in the end.

That was right. He and Yanni were already divorced. Whoever she was with now was her own choice.

Gael slowly backed out. The door quietly closed, and the couple was locked in a passionate kiss. They weren't aware of Gael's presence, or so it seemed.

Keaton had noticed, but he didn’t let go of Yanni. Instead, he deepened the kiss, which is why Yanni couldn’t help but softly moan his name.

After Gael left, Keaton continued kissing her for a long time. He was still reluctant to release Yanni. His slender fingertips gently caressed her wai