What Are You Thinking About?

Bella's POV: "What are you thinking about?" I asked. Herbert glanced at me and said, "It's nothing. It's about work." Herbert didn't want to mention anything about himself.  I took the initiative to ask, but he didn't want to communicate with me. This made me a little unhappy. "I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep." After that, I turned around and lay down with my back to him. Then, he turned off the wall lamp in the room. It was dark in the room, with only a little moonlight shining through the window. My eyes were still open. I didn't know what Herbert was thinking about.  He didn't want to tell me what happened to him, and he didn't want to remarry me.  "Does he not want to live with me? Or does he have other ideas in his heart?" I could feel that he didn't have any other women because he didn't have many social activities now. He would come home after work. Of course, he always went to New York these days. Sometimes he lived there for a week. Could it be that in New York... No! That was