Eric's POV. Due to my flight being early, I reached home several hours ahead of time. I thought everyone would be waiting for me when I reached home. But when I reached home, I did not find anyone in the living area and thought that maybe they would all be in their room. I started going towards the master bedroom thinking that maybe Angela might be there but then suddenly loud music came to my ears. And the steps walking towards her room suddenly stopped in the middle. I followed the music and went straight to the kitchen. Where I saw a different atmosphere. There was no one else in the kitchen but Angela who was cooking alone as well as dancing. Seeing her like this brought a big smile to my lips. I thought I was surprising her by coming home early. But I never thought that I would see myself giving a big surprise and not her. And while dancing, she also has a ladle in her hands, which was quite funny to see. After how many years I saw the same Angela who had hidden somewhere after growing up. This mischievous style of hers, which I missed the most, by staying away from her! Today, seeing her in the same old form, I was satisfied in my heart. Today is the first time I see her laughing like this after our wedding. I can see her happiness. I wanted to enjoy this form of hers for a while. So without making any sound, I stood silently in front of the door and gazed at her, and started smiling in my mind after watching her every silly dance step and seeing her making funny faces with it. But the very next moment suddenly a sink of pain was drawn on her smiling face and she cried out in pain

Seeing her in a lot of pain, my eyes moved to her finger which had been hurt with a knife, and suddenly blood started flowing from the injured place. I immediately approached her and placed her finger directly in my mouth so that the bleeding stopped. Then my eyes fell on her face, who was looking at me with sore eyes and there were tears on it. Seeing her in pain like this, I got mor e nervous and immediately took her in my lap and brought her to the living area. Having made her sit comfo rtably on the sofa, I went to get the medicine box. When I came back to her with th e medicine box, I saw that she was blowing on the hurt finger. Seeing her in this way, my heart aches and I immediately started applying ointment on her injury while blowing on it. So that she feels less pain. I thank God that the kn ife had just touched the skin of her finger and she didn't get any serious injuries. At last, I applied a bandage on her finger and sighed in relief. I took my eyes off her finger and turned to her face so that I could ask her if she still fee ls pain or is in any kind of discomfort so that I can call the doctor. but to my surprise, sh e is smiling at me mischievously. As if all her pain had disappeared or she was never in pain. "Erish, Thank you," she said to me smiling but I got angry seeing her relaxed face and started thinking in my m ind how she could smile? What if something happened to her? what if I didn't reach her on time? and if the knif e accidentally hit her finger instead of her skin? Does she understand how dangerous it could have been for her? . But still, she is calm like not hing happened!!! . When I was thinking all of this she aske d me another question "Erish if your fli ght is early, why didn't you inform me?" . But I complet ely ignored h er question. " What the hell were you doing in th e kitchen? Why were you cooking by yo urself? " I questioned her furiously. "Erish, I want to cook dinner for us!" She tried to explain to me but it didn't less en my anger and I continued with my words. "There is no dearth of maids in our house for that

Why didn't you tell them to cook? Why did you need to cook food for both of us? " . Then I looked ar ound and asked a nother question. "Why can't I see a single mai d in the house, where did eve ryone go? " I shouted angrily. I already lost my calm temper because of seeing her injury and now realizi ng that there is no one in the house. "Er. Erish, I. sent everyone on leave today," she said with tremb ling lips and looking at me scaredly. This look on h er face, I don 't want to see. Seeing her trembling, I realized that I scared her with my anger. So, I tried to control my emotion a nd cupped her face with my hands, and said softly. "Angela, I'm sorry! For my behavior now !" I glanced at her. "But why did you need to do all this? Why did y ou send him on leave? " This Time, I asked her in a gentle tone. I tried to hold my emotions. "Erish, I just want to surprise you. So, I planned a candlelight dinner for tonight and I thought to coo k all your favorite dishes by myself. That's why I just sent everyone home early. " Her eyes became mois t, saying her words and seeing her like this, I just couldn't control myself to hug her the next second. Hearing her words, I felt ashamed in myself that this time again she was sad because of me, this time again she hurt because of me. I don't know why but each time, I became t he reason for her cry, her sadness, her pai n, and her suffering even without knowing. Is this my punishment for hiding the truth from her? I just thought in m y mind and clenched my fist tightly