Xavier's POV
I can't think straight without my girls, it is a big misunderstanding.
I can't blame them. After they left I couldn't stop throwing things.
When I went home it was worse... I felt terrible... especially when vania said daddy like it was poison on her tongue.
I called my private investigator immediately and tell him to find my wife and kid and I should get the information by 12:00 pm sharp or else he is fired, and right now the time is 11:30 pm.
I took off my jacket and threw it on my bed.
After which I took my phone and went to the balcony.
I began thinking about Pria and Vania.
So I texted her.
'Babe, please let me explain' 11:33
No reply
'Pria, it's not what it looks like,' 11:34
No reply
'Babe I need to speak with you' 11:35
No reply
'B,I'm going crazy' 11:36
No reply
'Can I talk to you?'11:37
....
This is nonsense... I threw my phone in the wall.
....
I looked up on the clock and saw that it was 11:59....chit... I've been pacing for so long?
At that moment my door bell rang...so i went downstairs to see Mr.Wung... my P.I.
"Good night sir, I was calling you but I couldn't get to you, so i-" he started.
"GET TO THE POINT