But alongside the pain, a strange feeling emerged—a discomfort whenever she looked at Jake's face again.
Turns out, what Mary experienced wasn't as Jake assumed. In truth, Mary had already remembered what she had done to her driver.
An hour had passed since Jake left her alone, lying under the blanket on the bed.
Mary finally managed to clear her chaotic mind. She could fully accept that kissing Jake had been a mistake.
But she also couldn't blame herself entirely. Her reasoning had been blurred at the time.
Jake had shown up when she was only half-conscious. His gentle and caring attitude reminded Mary of the Kody she used to know.
She hadn't cared about the blurred vision—because in her heart, she only wanted that old version of Kody to return.
She kissed Jake because she missed Kody's tender touch so badly, a touch she hadn't received ever since the accident that changed everything.
However, after her mind cleared and her eyes could see things as they were, she began to recall everything—how she had ended up in that strange situation, and how the passionate kiss had started with her.
The guilt soon followed.
Mary was weighed down by the guilt of betraying her marriage.
What was supposed to be kept only for Kody had unknowingly been given to another man.
She also realized her mistake for dragging Jake into such a difficult situation.
But despite everything, what mattered most to Mary was this: Jake had proven himself to be a good and responsible man.
He never took advantage of her vulnerability.
In the silence of the night and in her deep thoughts, Mary carried all of that into her sleep.
At the same night sky…
"Hm, what's going on? Why does it feel so heavy?"
"My little lovebird feels kinda… warm? This feels like… ah, it's so good…"
Jake kept mumbling as he felt a pleasure below his waist—something he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Through the haziness, he tried to process what was happening.
He opened his eyes, trying to figure out exactly what was going on—and who was on top of him.
Barely visible in the dim light, there was a woman, naked, straddling him.
"Hey—hey! What are you doing, Miss?" he asked, confused.
His confusion only deepened when the woman with long hair and pale, flawless skin revealed her face.
"Jake…" she called out with a joyful smile.
The red flush on her cheeks showed she was enjoying the moment they were sharing.
But the problem was… that woman was—
"Mary?! I mean… Ma'am? What are you doing? Stop this!" Jake cried out, stunned.
There was no way he could be doing something this crazy with his own boss.
But as he tried to sit up, Mary shrieked and covered her face, embarrassed.
Jake found it... adorable.
"Oh my God, why are you acting like that? That's… cute—Oops! What did I just say?"
He quickly covered his mouth, unsure why the words had slipped out.
Despite Jake's attempts to resist, Mary—who for some reason had already captured his attention—only moved her body more wildly atop him.
He could no longer resist the wave of pleasure that was about to crash down.
All Jake could see was Mary moaning shamelessly, uncaring of everything—her status as someone's wife, or who she was even sleeping with.
In the end, Jake's heart overpowered his reasoning.
He began to accept what Mary was giving him.
Jake grabbed both of Mary's hands, lifting her face into the light.
"You're so beautiful, Mary…" he whispered, admiring her while giving in—returning her madness with a passionate lesson of his own.
"This is insane… I didn't expect you to feel this good—ahh... I could go crazy if this keeps going."
Jake was rambling in the midst of pleasure from the woman who should've been forbidden, yet now had become the outlet of his deepest desires.
His long groan marked his release—completely lost in the moment.
But the pleasure was cut short when he heard the faint sound of a baby crying, growing louder.
Jake forced his eyes open and turned toward the sound.
"Elsa?" he called out.
Yes, it was Elsa's cry, awakened by her father's embarrassing noises.
"Oh my God—it was a dream. Thank goodness…" he let out a long sigh of relief.
At least he didn't have to feel too guilty, because that crazy night with Mary hadn't actually happened—it was only a dream.
Realizing his baby was crying, Jake got up to sit—but then noticed an uncomfortable wetness in his pants.
He found them damp.
"I don't even remember touching you… and yet, you threw up? Seriously?" he muttered in confusion.
But a faint smile appeared on his face as he thought about the dream.
If it hadn't been a dream, Kody probably would've killed him.
"Enough. Let's not think about it anymore. It was just a crazy dream.
She doesn't even remember the kiss," he told himself as he got out of bed.
Morning came, signaling the time for everyone to rise from their peaceful sleep and start the day.
That included Jake and Mary.
After the kiss and Jake's wild dream, both of them acted like nothing happened.
Yes, normal—as in a typical interaction between a boss and her driver.
As if trying to erase the strange incident without confronting or apologizing for it, Mary became quieter around Jake.
Her chest tightened and her face warmed up every time she looked at him.
She wanted to hide those awkward expressions from both Jake and Kody.
Jake noticed it, but he pushed away any assumptions and kept his mind clear.
Let the kiss and the crazy dream stay buried with him.
Because he knew nothing good would come from letting his growing feelings for Mary show.
He returned his focus to the most important thing in his life—Elsa.
Everything he did was for his little girl.
He wouldn't ruin anything—not for his daughter's happiness or her future.
However, while Mary and Jake silently kept their forbidden feelings locked inside,
Kody was beginning to notice things.
Even though he'd never caught them alone together, and Mary never acted suspicious around him, his gut told him otherwise.
Kody was growing more and more suspicious. He started to think he needed to begin secretly observing Mary and Jake—soon.
And that day finally came.
This morning, Kody was scheduled to fly to Japan for a business trip—with no fixed return date.