"You ... I'm sorry. I can't go home because of overtime until morning ..." The relationship with the director started half a year ago. There were many opportunities to work overtime until midnight, and I was often alone in the company. At that time, I was whispered a sweet word and I was unfaithful. The relationship is still going on when I'm sly, just because I was swept away by my temporary emotions. Every time I touch the kindness of my husband who supports me devotedly, I almost get crushed by immorality. The footsteps of ruin were steadily approaching ...