Chapter 82

Harry’s POV

Diana wasn’t beside me when I woke up. When I was about to look for her, my morning alarm sounded, so I had no choice but to get ready for work immediately. I wasted no time in my routine. It took me 15 minutes to shower and get dressed. Longer than the usual 10.

I guess I got used to Diana preparing my work clothes for me before I woke up. She started doing that in the second month we were married. She did it during the nights we’d fall asleep in the same room after doing mountains of paperwork, which was almost every other night.

“Damn this watch,” I cursed under my breath as I tried to get the Rolex on my wrist.

After a few more seconds of struggling, I finally succeeded. Taking one last look in the mirror, hair, shave, musk, collar, outfit. I left my room.

“Diana?” I called out the seemingly empty house.

I took out my phone, about to call her as I got down the stairs, but then I heard the sizzling of cooking in a pan and the