My Wife Is A Gift From Heaven

"Happy birthday, Lena." There were bags around his eyes as his tired gaze fell upon her, but even then, one couldn't deny a hint of emotion that rose in his eyes at the sight of Lena.

"Cliff..."

She felt at loss for words as tears ran down her cheeks. It truly had been so long since she'd seen him.

"What's wrong?" he urged. There was just something intimidating inside his gaze that would make anyone quake in sight.

Lena turned, looking down on the pavements beneath her feet.

"You...today..." She trailed off, trying to gather her nerves.

After a few seconds of leaning into him, she was finally able to raise her head and look him in the eye. "I–I don't love him that much. I think we broke up."

He stood there like a tree, guarding her from the howling winds and harsh rains. His arms enveloped her, pulling her deep into his warmth.

"You'll find a better man," he said softly. His voice was calming, enough to put even a baby to rest. "Don't be so harsh on yourself."

"Really?"

There was just something about Cliff Huo that

"You will," he confirmed.

Lena's shoulders sagged in relief, almost losing balance at that

already starting

ever since they were

long as he was by her side, she'd be happy. It felt as if

Sherlock didn't want her, then she didn't want him either. That

wanted was Cliff, just him,

As long as it was chilly out or too hot out, she'd always find herself catching a cold. She was always reminded to drink more vitamins or

scold her for taking care of herself so poorly. However, just seeing her in this state made him want nothing more than to

took care of her the

he called up left once

were further emphasized, and his stubble decorated his face. Even if he was exhausted, the air around him was

woke up, she found herself staring into Cliff longer than she anticipated. She

was why

if a colony of ants bit