Aiden

That morning, you walked into your husband Aiden's glass-fronted office, where a handsome young CEO, known for his coldness and aloofness, sat. Every employee who saw you bowed instantly in respect. They all knew you were the only one capable of eliciting a smile from that otherwise reserved CEO. You'd arrived unannounced, wanting to surprise him. But as you reached the upper-floor lobby, your stomach clenched. You put a hand to your mouth, your face paling. Aiden's secretary saw you and was alarmed. "Miss, are you alright?" You shook your head slightly, trying to suppress the growing nausea. Before you could answer, the elevator door slid open at the end of the lobby, revealing a tall man in a black suit with a stoic expression. Aiden. His sharp gaze, as always, seemed to freeze the entire room. But when his eyes met yours, his expression shifted from rigid to concerned. "Honey?" His voice sounded