Chapter 8

　　Is he distressed? Still worried? 　　For the first time in their five years of marriage, Sam saw expressions other than sarcasm, ridicule and hatred on Luke's face. 　　Under the table, fingers were tightly twisted together, nails were sinking deep into the flesh, and the sourness accumulated in the chest swelled again. 　　She thought that if Luke asked her at this time, she would have told him. 　　She is dying. She has no way to love him anymore. 　　"Sam Johnson, you..." 　　"Mr. Johnson." 　　Before the words were finished, the office door was pushed open by the secretary. 　　The secretary walked up to Luke's side and glanced at Sam who was sitting across from him and said, "Mr. Johnson, you were featured in today's headlines." 　　He spread the newspaper in his hand on the desk and showed it. 　　It said, ‘The President of Doughlas company stayed privately in a luxurious mansion late at night.’ 　　The words of his secreta