Chapter 39

“I’ll look after him,” Hugo interjected unnecessarily, and Javier threw his fiancé a dirty look.

His mother nodded. “See? Hugo is a good man.”

Javier rolled his eyes. “Yes, Mama.”

After that, his mother ranted about planning for his and Hugo’s wedding while she led everyone into the dining room. He intentionally walked much slower, so he and Hugo would be much farther behind than everyone else.

“I love your mom.”

“Of course, you do. She obviously thinks you’re the second coming or something for rescuing and proposing to her poor, desperate, unwanted son.”

Hugo winked. “I love you more.”

Javier narrowed his eyes at Hugo. “I’m rethinking my decision to marry you.”

“No, you won’t.”

“Why not?”

“Your mom will be heartbroken, and she may end up coming after you with the kitchen knife.”

Javier shuddered. “You’re right.”

“And because you’re in love with me.”

“That’s all in your imagination.”

Hugo snorted. “Liar.”