Ethan was sweating profusely while bringing down the last box onto the apartment floor. "That's it, finally the work is done." Saying this, he let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Good job, baby," Grace said as she started taking out some of their clothes from a box on the drawing room floor. She was quite happy with her husband's work now. And why wouldn't she be? The way her husband had labored to...