Chapter 7 Apartement’s Password

Sarah was stunned when she saw Michael's face only some inches away from hers. It was the first time she saw her ex-husband's face this close. Sarah had just realized that after several years of not seeing him, Michael was still handsome.

Ah, no, much more handsome than before.

Sarah hastily shook her head as the thought crossed her mind. This was not the time to admire Michael's face!

"What are you doing? Put me down!" said Sarah who had returned to her senses.

The pillow she thought was firm and fragrant turned out to be Michael's arm!

Michael was carrying her!

"We'll be there soon, let me carry you to the front door," The man said with a sweet smile.

"What do you mean? Quickly, put me down!" said Sarah sharply.

However, Michael just chuckled at Sarah's current behavior, thinking that his wife was shy.

"Are you embarrassed to be seen by other people? We haven't been married long, so we can say we're still newlyweds. People will understand," he said with a teasing smile.

'What newlyweds!' cursed Sarah in her heart.

Let alone the newlyweds, they were already divorced!

"Besides, I'm only going to take you all the way to the front door, but if you want, I can take you to the bed," Michael whispered teasingly.

Hearing this, Sarah's face looked annoyed. The old her might have fluttered and blushed when she heard that, but right now she didn't feel anything. It even sounded like harassment.

Sarah hastily fixed her expression and immediately moved for Michael to put her down.

"What are you doing?! Don't move! You are indeed light, but if you move like this I might drop you!" said Michael trying to keep Sarah in his arms and not drop the woman.

It would be very embarrassing and hurt his pride if he dropped Sarah down.

"Put me down! Put me down!" said Sarah while struggling in Michael's arms. She put one hand on the man's chest and started to push him.

'Why is his chest so hard?' thought Sarah as she unconsciously started to grope Michael's chest.

She knew that Michael was taking care of his body because she had seen her ex-husband's body before on the operating bed, but at the time she was too busy saving Michael to think that far.

"Even though I was planning to just carry you to the front door, but I didn't know you actually wanted us to continue in bed," Michael said then stopped his steps. He smiled seductively when he saw his wife start groping his body.

He didn't expect Sarah to give the signal and seduce him in such a way.

Sarah hastily removed her hand from Michael's chest when she heard that. She wasn't used to the man's constant teasing her like this.

Realizing that Michael had stopped moving, Sarah used the opportunity to break free. After gathering her strength, she immediately jumped out of the man's arms.

Michael, who did not expect Sarah to be so reckless, finally lost his balance and released his wife from his embrace.

A loud sound and a stifled scream of pain were heard as soon as he let go of his grip.

"Ouch… it hurts…" Sarah said in pain. She thought she could land as easily and coolly as in the movies, but she didn't think she would fall to the floor instead.

"Are you alright?" asked Michael worriedly. His eyes widened, and his expression looked both worried and guilty for throwing his wife like that.

Michael outstretched his hand to help her, but Sarah pushed it aside. She then tried to stand up without the man's help. She gave Michael a sharp look before finally turning and walking towards their apartment.

Yes, even though it had been three years since she had last been here, Sarah still remembered the hallway of this apartment which didn't seem to have changed at all. This was where she lived with Michael!

When Sarah finally arrived at their apartment door, she suddenly stopped as a thought crossed her mind.

They were already divorced for three years, but Michael remembered they got married not long ago and lived in this place, but… did this apartment even still belong to Michael?

What if Michael didn't live here anymore? Or even worse, was someone else living in this place?

"Why did you just stand here and not come in?"

Michael's voice and the approaching footsteps snapped Sarah from her reverie. She hastily racked her brain to think what she should do now.

Go somewhere else!

Yes, that seemed to be the best option at the moment. It would be embarrassing if someone already lived in this apartment.

However, before Sarah could say anything, Michael's hand had pressed the number on the smart key lock door and a beep beep sound could be heard.

"Michael!" Sarah called quickly and tried to grab the man's hand so he wouldn't press the number again.

*Beep Beep*

"Why do you look panicked like that?" asked Michael, looking at Sarah while one hand gripped the doorknob and opened it, then he went inside.

p Sarah was stunned when she saw the door open.

How could Michael open the door?

How could that be?

"You… how did you manage to open the door?" asked Sarah while following Michael from behind.

"Because I know the password?" Michael asked, blinking his eyes.

"Password? What's the password?" Sarah asked confusedly.

"Why are you acting so weird? Of course the password we use! The day of our first kiss! Did you forget about it?" asked Michael while looking at Sarah in confusion.

Sarah fell silent when she heard this. The apartment password was still the same?

At first, they used their wedding date as their apartment password. However, because Mrs. Collins often visited and just walked into their house without permission, Michael finally decided to change it.

And after thinking of a number that was easy to remember and would not be known by others, Michael suggested using the date of their first kiss.

Sarah was a little surprised when she heard Michael's suggestion. Her husband still remembered the day they kissed for the first time?

She thought she was the only one who remembered it because it happened when they went on a movie date together. It was Sarah's first time going to the movies, so she never forgot that day.

"Oh, right, that's right. Michael has that kind of side too," thought Sarah, smiling subconsciously as she recalled the incident when they set their apartment password.

It happened early in her marriage, and Sarah had forgotten the meaning of the password because it had become like a number she had to remember to get into her house.

"Wait a minute… Sarah! It looked like our house was robbed by someone else!" said Michael abruptly, snapping Sarah back from her reverie.

"What do you mean?" Sarah asked while raising her eyebrows in confusion.

"Photos… Our wedding photos had gone!"