Yuri carried his drunken wife from the limousine to their bedroom and lay her down first on the long sofa to take off her long winter jacket and dress, having in mind she did not want to get her clothes from the outside touch their bed. He then transferred her to their bed with only her underwear on. His eyes caressed her petite form as he pulled the thick cover over her, tucking her in. He watched her sleeping face for some seconds and kissed her forehead when his phone suddenly rang.
He quickly stepped out of the room to not disturb his wife. “What have you found out?” he immediately asked the PI. The latter did know how to pick random times to call him up, but then Yuri instructed him to call whenever there was anything that needed to be reported as soon as possible.
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