"I said I can fucking handle those stuffs, attorney. I'll let my secretary talk to you. He'll discuss important matters about that partnership." Miracle stopped going downstairs when she heard her husband's angry voice in the living room.

The woman immediately walked towards the direction of her husband who was talking on the phone. It looks troubled and busy.

"I wonder what's happening," she whispered while hiding through the wall.

His wife swallowed her own sense. "Yeah. And those people who kept on badmouthing me behind my back, inside my own company, tell them that I'll be there. I'll attend the meeting after lunch time."

When Trigger put down the cellphone he was holding, there was no sound as the woman walked towards the man.

"Is there a p-problem with the company?" she asked him with a soft tone.

There was no answer as Trigger stood up to pass him.

"Is it about the investors? I h-heard from your secretary last night that many pulled out of your project today?" he added.

The man stopped walking and faced her. "Stop sticking your nose in everybody's business, Miracle. You don't--"

"But I am your wife legally. I n-need to make sure that you're doing well. Trigger, I also have a right to the company because my parents are your business partners," Miracle replied.

Trigger stood there, he didn't say anything. He just threw the cellphone on the sofa and looked up again to watch her.

"What can your questioning do? Even if you're aware that the company is facing a big dilemma right now, you won't even help. You can't. So stay the fuck out of my business."

"It's not easy for you to accept other people's suggestions so the board members are angry with you, Trigger. I'm not talking to you as your wife right now, I'm worried about you. You need to listen to their suggestions "The project you are planning now, if you continue that demolition, people will lose their houses. You'll even ruin the environment. If you really want to continue your project, listen to the board members' suggestion. solve what you want without affecting people. Or, maybe they have another place to suggest to you that won't have that much of an impact. They're not just investors, Trigger. of the company so listen to them, "Miracle said in her professional tone.

She wanted to tell this to Trigger so badly. He knows how nasty the wife is, it doesn't listen to the suggestion of others.

"Who are you to tell me those things?" the man's question expression was dark.

"Do I have to be an important person in your life for you to listen to me? It's the best you can do, Trigger. So they pull out of the company because they don't like the plan you're laying out. You'll lose a big amount of money once they quit, "she explained even though she was nervous. Later, her husband may become angry and hurt her again.

"Fucking money, I don't need their money for my company to be successful. I can even buy their lives." Trigger was about to turn around again but Miracle answered immediately.

"It's not their money that you need. It's their knowledge and power, they're experts in this field. They've been handling companies for a long time so you need them. You'll have a hard time finding a good airline if Mr. Freli pulled out of our company. You will lose a lot. Including the connections they have. Those people are kind and genius ones so it will be difficult for the company to find their replacements. Just this time, Trigger. Listen to their suggestions , "he said calmly.

Trigger clenched his jaw. "No," she said sternly in an angry and raging tone.

Frustrated, Miracle looked after her husband as he rushed up the stairs. She didn't say anything, she just let it act like that. Maybe his head was hot so he would just let the man cool down.

That's the problem with Trigger. He's a good CEO, a very clever one. But he doesn't listen to other people's suggestion. It wants him to follow only his plan, and let others just agree with him.

He doesn't accept suggestions because he always thinks that his plans are the best.

Miracle knew that his plans are really good and outstanding, but for this project, he also disagreed.

Her husband intends to demolish a community because there is too much land there. In addition, they are close to the forest and there are many establishments that can be built. But many people will lose their home.

Yes and the company will refund the price of the damaged materials. But the work of those people is right there on the spot. If they need to leave, they'll have a hard time for sure.

Miracle took a deep breathe. She doesn't know where she got the courage to counsel her husband.

She really hates it when Trigger's company is facing a big problem. Especially and with regard to the course he completed sa such field.

She's known to be the most professional dean lister in her university back then. She's perfectionist when it comes to business. So maybe he suddenly visited and told his wife.

Miracle suddenly missed those old days. Everyone in that university loves her. Those professors are really nice. The people there have a lot of trust in her, they always see her as a woman who will become successful in the near future.

But look where she is now. Caged inside a life she never wished for.

Miracle shook her head and quickly climbed to the second floor. Quickly with feet he walked into the room in the far corner.

A smile immediately appeared on her lips when she saw the painting she was currently finishing.

Her works are scattered around the whole room. He intends to sell his works but he regrets losing them in his hands.

She sat down in front of the painting she's working on. She smiled and caressed her own stomach as she watched the work in front of her.

"I'm excited to see you, baby."

Miracle's hand stopped from painting when one thing struck her mind. He lowered his hand before smiling sweetly.

She hurriedly went outside the room before closing it. He next walked closer to the digital calendar taped to the wall. A smile immediately crept across her lips when she saw the date.

She felt so stupid that she just realized it now. It's October 12, and Trigger's birthday is in October 13. It's his wife's birthday tomorrow but he forgot!

She walked towards their room to see if Trigger's there, but she found no traces of her husband.

"Maybe it's in the company. I'm so tired, I don't want to rest," she softly murmured to herself.

He looked at the digital calendar again. She's so excited for Trigger. She wants her husband to feel happy on her birthday. He only saw Trigger celebrate his own birthday once, and no one else greeted him.

Even Trigger's brothers and parents are mad at him. The Knights family knew what Trigger's doing to her so the whole Knights were wild with the man. Maybe that's one of the reasons why her husband is so mad at her.

Maybe Trigger's blaming her about it.

That's why Miracle never wanted her husband to lose some friends, to lose Enica. He must be so lonely in his life.

In her situation, her parents are also mad at her for unknown reasons. But he was used to such a situation. Even when he was young, he only received beatings and anger from them so it was not new.

But Trigger, the situation is different. He used to be close to his brothers until she came and ruined his life.

Miracle sighed when she remembered that she didn't have a gift for her husband yet. The woman's eyes rolled quickly, wondering what she would give her as a gift.

Trigger has everything, so when he gives material things to it. It doesn't have a pack, and it can't even be excited.

She bit her lower lip before running towards the room where she was. Maybe if she'll paint Trigger's portrait, he'll get excited since it's not something that a person will expect.

Her heart almost jumped with joy as she carefully painted her husband's face. After all, he was always frowning and she had never seen him smile in front of her, she painted Trigger's portrait where he's smiling sweetly.

"I hope he'll like this one," she whispered to herself.

THE woman was tired of lying on the bed when she felt pain in her arms. It took him four hours to paint a picture of the wife.

In the end, her struggles are worth it. Trigger's portrait is the one of the most beautiful piece she ever painted.

He stood up on the bed and set aside the portrait of his wife and her baby. She giggled softly while staring at the two most important people in her life.

"Your father will like you for sure, baby. I hope everything will be okay once he found out about your existence," she whispered while staring at her child's image.

She went down to the kitchen to cook for her husband. Shanelle told her that whenever her husband is tired and stressed, she cooks it. That's why Miracle wanted to that also.

He knew that his wife would come home later. Trigger usually comes home between 12 AM to 2 AM around weekends. It is true that he wanted to greet it at the drop of twelve o'clock.

Seeing how Trigger acted a while ago, it feels like he forgot about his birthday also.

Miracle rolled her eyes when she heard the crackle from the living room. He hurriedly got out of bed and put on the house slippers.

She got out from their bedroom to confirm if her husband is already home. When she peeked from above, she saw Trigger sitting on the sofa while massaging his own forehead.

Miracle hurriedly took the portrait she painted and carry it as she went downstairs. Trigger hadn't noticed his presence yet so he carefully laid the painting on the side.

Before he approached it he felt the cellphone vibrate from inside the pocket. She quickly opened the message from an unknown number.

Hey, pretty! I took your number from Trigger's phone a while ago so don't ask me where I got it. This is Enica. But look at this. Your husband's with someone else a while ago. I wanted to punch him straight on the face but I didn't want to lead you. Do you know this girl, by chance? If not, I'll beat her to death.

After Miracle read Enica's message, she then opened the picture she sent.

She saw Trigger's picture accompanying another woman. And they look sweet.

Miracle smiled bitterly. What else has changed?

She approached Trigger who immediately looked up when she noticed his presence.

"Why are you still awake?" its a cold question.

Miracle felt Trigger's aura in an instant. She knew that he's having a big problem right now. Maybe another issue happened to the company. So even he was lethargic because of the message he received from Enica, instead of wishing her 'Happy birthday', other words came out of his mouth.

"What happened?" she worriedly asked him.

Trigger didn't answer her. She was about to open the lights but Trigger stopped her by grabbing her wrist. "Go to sleep. Don't mind me."

Miracle sluggishly grabbed her hand before staring at her husband.

"You look bothered. Tell me, what happened to you? Is it about the board members?" he asked weakly and cautiously.

The asswa's temper may get worse and he may feel angry. She doesn't want to give Trigger a stressful birthday.

The man averted his eyes. "All of the investors pulled out their investments from the company," it replied weakly.

Miracle's eyes widened. He immediately sat down next to the man. "What? Why? What happened? Did you have a fight?"

Trigger clenched his jaw. "You don't care. Stop asking me."

He got up from his seat but Miracle quickly pulled his wife's arm and made him sit down again. "Trigger tell me what happened. I don't want to be clueless about what's happening to you because you're still my wife."

It snatched the arm from his grasp. "Those jerks pulled out their investments because of my project. There, I said it! That's not my fucking problem here. I called my brothers to help me but they never answered me back. I'm fucking tired of all these bullshits that happened to me in this day, so stop asking me! "

Miracle didn't flinch when Trigger burst out in anger.

All she can see right now is not her husband who's very independent and strong. All she can see right now is her vulnerable husband who's seeking for someone's attention and care. And even his own family can't give that when he's facing a big problem like this.

She pulled his arm before letting him sit on the sofa. Silently his wife sat down. She moved a little to leave some space between them.

"Didn't you really force them to come back? You should offer them something," he said softly.

Trigger massaged his head slowly. "They didn't listen to me. I couldn't stop them because they told me that they have decided already."

"Your project is helpful, Trigger. Many people are looking for a job and your project can help them. But many people will also be affected by what you do," the girl explained.

"You don't understand me. That project can help those people also. I'll give them money to find a new house somewhere. And if you're worried about their jobs, I'll offer them a job also!" the man replied angrily.

She sighed heavily. "By the way, eh. Why are investors mad at you?"

"They can't trust me. They kept on saying that those people are not qualified for the job I'll offer to them. Everyone's telling me not to continue this project, but I planned this for almost one year and I never want to throw it because I trust my self. Seeing those board members' reaction a while ago. I don't know what to do to convince them anymore. Even my brothers doesn't want to help me. " Trigger pulled himself up after saying that.

Miracle placed her one hand on Trigger's back. He lightly patted his wife's back to let her know that he was not alone.

"I believe in you. They'll understand your intentions soon once you talk to them. Baut for now, I believe in you, Trigger."

Slowly the man looked up. "What?"

Miracle quickly removed her hand from the man's back. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touch you--"

"You still believe in me even if those people are badmouthing me?"

The woman blinked. "I'm married to you, Trigger. I'm not married to them so I'll believe in you."

Miracle stood up. "Also don't frown anymore." She smiled sweetly before opening the lights.

"Happy birthday!"

Creased when Trigger looked at him. "Birthday? What are you talking about? My birthday's on October 13."

Miracle quickly pointed to the digital calendar. "It's October 13."

Trigger's eyes widened when he saw the calendar. He rubbed his whole face. "Fuck, I didn't even realize that."

The man removed his hand from his face before looking back at him. "You woke up to greet me?"

Miracle nodded her head before walking closer to the painting she had been carrying earlier. She removed the cover before showing it to Trigger. "Good!"

Trigger's eyes were stuck on her painting. Its gaze was not removed from its own portrait.

"What's that? It's my picture, oh shit, why am I fucking smiling there? I never smiled in a camera--"

"I painted it," Miracle cutted him off.

She frowned when the man turned to her. It stood to take a closer look at the painting.

"This is your art?"

She smiled before nodding her head. "I never see you smiling that's why you're smiling here. You're stunned, are you amazed at yourself or my work?" he asked.

Trigger immediately removed the amazement from his face. He frowned. "No, it's ugly."

Miracle glanced at her painting. "It's beautiful."

Trigger pointed out the small drip of paint on the side. "It's messy. I don't like it."

The woman frowned at what her husband had pointed out. "It's just a drip of paint. It's not even messy. 'Then you're smiling here, you're so handsome--"

"No. I don't like it. If you really love this painting then you can keep it inside our room. But me?" Trigger roamed his eyes on the painting again, trying to hide the amusement in his eyes. "I hate it. Keep it if you love it too much. But it's not even that beautiful."

He was about to leave when Miracle held his wrist again.

"Wait, it's not over yet."

She pulled her husband, dragging him to the kitchen. He turned on the light and immediately the two of them opened the prepared food.

In the middle is a large cake that he himself baked.

"Why is there so much food in here?" he asked her.

"We'll celebrate your birthday. Or if you don't want me near." Miracle stepped slightly away from the wife. "I'll give you space if you don't want me near. Just eat."

He rolled his eyes before sitting on the dining area. Miracle didn't notice the shock in her eyes when her husband sat down in front of the food.

This is the first time that Trigger will taste the food she cooked. She wanted to cry in happiness but it's not the right time for that.

Miracle placed the plate and utensils in front of Trigger. She was about to serve him but he stopped her by holding her wrist.

"I can move. Come with me. I hate eating alone." Although the woman was shocked, she chose to follow her husband.

"Ahm, where will I sit? Here?" She pointed to the chair that's five meters away from Trigger.

He tsked at her. "Beside me. Hurry up, you're making me mad."

Miracle didn't say anything. He just sat in the chair to the left of the wife and started taking food.

She can't help but to stare at her husband who's now eating the food she cooked. It used to be just his dream. But now, it's happening. She couldn't believe her own eyes.

MIRACLE pouted her lips while staring at the painting. He left his wife in the dining room for a while because she was still busy washing her hands.

Trigger doesn't like her art so she's planning to throw it away. He will just do something new again, just in case his wife likes it.

She carried it and was about to throw it outside when Trigger saw her.

"What are you going to do with it?" wrinkled when his wife asked.

"I'll throw it away, you said I'll throw it away--"

"No!" its cry. But he also calmed down immediately when he saw her reaction. "I mean, you can keep it if you want it. I just don't find it beautiful, but you keep fucking keep it."

Miracle shook her head. "I don't want to keep a failure that's why I'm going to throw it away."

"No," Trigger replied sternly.

"Why? I thought you didn't like it?" wrinkled when Miracle asked.

"It's ..." The man's eyes rolled. He opened his mouth like he's about to say something, but his forehead immediately wrinkled as if he was still angry. "It's beautiful."

Miracle stood there, surprised and speechless. He just watched his wife rush up the stairs.

"It's beautiful?" she uttered while looking at her art.

Miracle carefully put the plate and utensils on the table. He only served one person because he knew his wife would not eat breakfast.

"What?"

The woman immediately walked out of the kitchen when she heard her husband's voice from the living room.

She saw Trigger sitting on the sofa while talking to someone over the phone.

"So you're telling me that it was her parents who approached you to set up that wedding?"

Miracle decided to hide while listening to Trigger. She doesn't know what wedding it refers to.

The woman winced when her husband lightly hit the wall.

"Why did you tell this to me just now, attorney ?! I fucking confirmed it to you multiple times if it was my wife who went there and convinced you to arrange a wedding for the both of us. But you're telling this to me, right now, that it was her parents who paid you? "

Miracle just frowned when she couldn't understand what he was saying. He was a bit far from Trigger's position so he couldn't understand some of the man's words.

She just went inside the kitchen once again to clean the kitchen counter.

But he also immediately turned to where his wife was when she called his name.

She saw Trigger sitting on the sofa while massaging his forehead.

"Why? Are you leaving? It's probably your morning. Is there a problem with the company again?" she asked him politely.

The man turned to her. "Where have you been?"

"I was in the kitchen. I cooked some breakfast. Do you want to eat first? I'll prepare you."

His wife frowned. "You know that I don't eat breakfast. You're just wasting some food when you're eating it all by yourself."

Miracle smiled bitterly. "It's okay. It's not wasted. Shanelle's husband comes here every morning to pick up the breakfast I'm cooking since Shanelle's favorite is my cooking. So it's okay. All right, be careful."

She was about to go inside the kitchen when he faked a cough.

"What did you say? You're letting a man come into our house?"

Our? Miracle silently whispered inside her mind.

"I-I-don't let him in. He has a car, 'cause we're just outside the gate talking so--"

"And now you're talking back to me?" his wife's answer was unbelievable.

"No, Trigger, not like that. I-I'm not really letting him in."

"Forget that! Don't ever give some food without my consent."

She bowed her head a little. "S-Sorry. Not anymore, p-promise."

Trigger stared at him. "You're making me mad, and I suddenly got hungry because of that. Move. I'll eat first."

Unbeknownst to her, the man passed her and went straight into the kitchen.

Miracle was left stunned for a few more seconds before he returned to reality. She walked towards the kitchen and saw Trigger sitting on the dining area.

The woman came here to serve but the man weakly shook her hand. "Stop serving me. Have you eaten yet?"

She shook her head. "M-I'll eat later when you leave."

Trigger angrily grabbed the seat to the right before moving it away. "Sit."

"Trigger, m-later--"

"I said sit," its tone was furious.

Miracle just sat on the chair without saying anything. He just ate with his wife because he might get very angry later.

"Miracle."

The woman turned to the man as he called her name. "Why? Are you thirsty? Wait a minute--"

"For how long your parents are badmouthing you in front of everyone?" Miracle was silent at what her husband asked.

It seems like she forgot to speak for a moment.

Why would a man ask such a question in the middle of a meal? Maybe he's about to insult her too.

"Badmouthing? You knew for how long, Trigger. You know how my parents insult me ​​in front of you all so why would you ask me that?" Her eyes watered when she said that.

"It's not like that. Listen."

"If you're here to brag about my parents being on your side, then stop. Stop acting like you can't hear the tone in their voices whenever they're talking to me, Trigger. And if you're asking for how long, I don't know also. Since I've been brainwashed, they don't really like me anymore so I can't answer you either, "he answered calmly.

Trigger stayed silent for a minute.

"I was just asking." There was a thud in its tone before he glanced at her.

Miracle cleared her throat. "I'm sorry for being rude. I just don't like p-talking about them, Trigger. I'm really sorry."

He tsked at her. "Just ask once you're still angry." It exploded continuing to eat while slightly frowning.

She just sighed. This is exactly right. His wife would initiate a conversation once but he still interrupted it.

"Oh, he's here. Just wait, I'll just give this paperbag to Shanelle's wife." Miracle grab the paperbag on her side when she heard the loud noise coming from the outside.

He walked quickly out of the house before opening the gate. Shanelle's husband's car opened up to him immediately.

Miracle approached Eric who immediately smiled at her. "Hi, Miracle! I'm sorry if it's a little early, my wife is howling again."

She giggled because of that, she simply handed over the breakfast prepared for her friend. "It's okay. I also woke up early. Just let Shanelle know that I'll come to you sometime to visit the kids."

Eric smiled sweetly. "Sure! My wife and my kids will be happy to see you. Thank you for this one again. I have to go."

The man waved at her before she finally left.

Miracle happily entered the gate before walking straight towards the door. But he also stopped walking when he saw his wife leaning against the door jamb and staring at him.

"How did you know he's coming?"

She took her phone from her pocket before showing Eric's message.

"She texts me when she's close to get the food. Then for Shanelle the--"

She stopped stalking when Trigger aggressively grab her phone.

"Husband of Shanelle. That's the name registered on his number and my name registered on your contacts is Trigger? Fucking Trigger?" his wife asked incredulously.

"W-What's the matter with that?" the woman asked incredulously.

"You're naming someone's husband as 'husband' and I am registered on your phone with this name? Trigger, huh?" He angrily typed into his cellphone before handing it back.

Miracle's gaze followed her husband as he passed her and went straight to the car.

The woman looked down at her cellphone. Trigger changed his name registered on his number.

From Trigger to Your Fucking Husband.

Miracle held her cheeks with what she read.