Everything that Kenzo thought about the shooting incident back in the Spring Festival, his stomach stressfully twists into a tight knot. He can't eat, and he can't even sleep well. There are times that when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he just can't sleep anymore. It was the same for Victoria. He doesn't know what to do as he can't concentrate on everything.
"You okay?" Victoria hugged her neck from behind and kissed his cheeks. "Are we still up for our honeymoon?" She asked.
"Of course, love. When Iris said that it's clear then, it's clear." He held her left hand tightly and he kissed the back of her hand. "When are we leaving?" He asked.
"We are supposed to leave today, but love, you don't look well."
Kenzo's mind was like a hurricane. He doesn't know what to do. If Iris wasn't there, he might have already lost her. The tragedy played over and over again in his mind. There was blood while he was holding his wife's dead body.