Time passes quickly. In the blink of an eye, twelve days had slipped away quietly.


    It was time for Martha and Stefan to head to Ulmore.


    The couple packed a few clothes and boarded a private ne headed for Ulmore.


    As soon as Martha stepped onto the ne, she felt tired and leaned on Stefan’s shoulder before falling asleep.


    When Stefan noticed the weight on his shoulder, he nced over to see Martha’s longshes trembling slightly. Her shallow breaths tickled his neck, making his heart itch with desire. But when he saw the dark circles under her eyes, he suppressed all romantic thoughts.


    Martha had been working with Rhys at the studio most of these past few days so she had little time to rest. When she got home, it was usually just enough time for dinner.


    Stefan thought about getting someone else to help but knew that Martha would never let anyone take over something she loved doing herself because that was just who she is.


    So all he could do was watch her work tirelessly while feeling sorry for her exhaustion.


    Aftering back from his thoughts, Stefan motioned towards a nearby flight attendant who came over immediately.


    “Can you bring me a thin nket?”


    “Yes,” replied the flight attendant respectfully before leaving quickly.


    Soon after, they brought him a dark-colored nket which Stefan carefully draped over Martha before leaning back in his seat with closed eyes.


    By the time they arrived in Ulmore, it was already midnight.


    When they got back to their hotel room, Martha dragged herself into bed after taking a shower while Stefan went off to take one himself once she fell asleep.


    He listened quietly as she breathed softly in sleep, then smiled resignedly before he walked up close beside her bed and nted a gentle kiss on her forehead.


    “Goodnight, my dear wife.”


    The next day, when Martha woke up and checked her phone, it read 8:30 AM, which made her widen her eyes in shock since her rm should have gone off at eight o’clock sharp! She turned around only to find no trace of Stefan.Property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    She didn’t have time to think too much, suppressing the doubts in her heart and quickly getting up to go to the bathroom to wash up.


    Just as she finished washing up, Stefan pushed open the door and walked in.


    When he saw her, he clearly paused for a moment before asking with concern, “Are you hungry?”


    “It’s okay.” Martha replied lightly, taking out her makeup bag from her luggage and heading straight for the bathroom to do light makeup.


    After cing breakfast on the table, Stefan walked towards the bathroom. He leaned against the door frame and stared calmly at Martha doing makeup. “Thepetition time has changed.”


    “What?” Martha’s movements paused for a moment as she looked at him in shock.


    “The sponsor had some issues so they pushed back the finals by half an hour.” Stefan raised his eyebrows before exining slowly.


    Martha furrowed her brows skeptically as she looked at him standing by the door. “Did you do it?”


    Originally, thepetition was scheduled for nine o’clock which gave Martha enough time if she set her rm clock at eight o’clock sharp.


    But Stefan had turned off her rm clock earlier than that which meant that he knew about this change beforehand.


    Martha thought of this and looked at Stefan with a hint of displeasure in her eyes.


    This was a national paintingpetition with participantsing from all over the country; how could this man dy such an important event just because of her?


    Stefan remained calm even under Martha’s increasingly fierce gaze. “It has nothing to do with me.”


    Martha frowned as suspicion filled her gaze while looking at him.


    Stefan shrugged innocently,”You slept earlyst night, so you don’t know they sent you a message about itter that night.”


    “I read your message. I turned off your rm clock so that you could sleep longer.”


    Martha blinked doubtfully while asking hesitantly, “Really?”


    “You can check your phone yourself.” With a slight smile on his lips, Stefan turned around towards their bed where he picked up Martha’s phone from its bedside table before walking back into their bathroom again.


    “Take a look,” He said, handing over Martha’s phone while still smiling faintly.


    As she took hold of it, there was still disbelief lingering within herself – The National Painting Competition is held nationwide among painters who have confirmed their participation time long ago; how could they suddenly change the time?


    Martha believed there was something fishy going on here.


    But when she opened the text message on her phone and saw the sender, she had to admit that Stefan didn’t lie to her.


    It read, “Hello, Sunnay, I am in charge of the National Painting Competition. Due to some issues with our venue, we have decided to postpone the finals by half an hour. I sincerely apologize for any inconvenience this may cause you and hope for your understanding.”


    A momentter, Stefan frowned and looked pitifully at Martha.


    “You see? It wasn’t me.”


    Martha still looked at him skeptically and asked again, “It really wasn’t you?”


    “No,” Stefan replied resignedly before adding, “If it were me involved though, it probably wouldn’t just be a half-hour dy.”