Chapter One hundred and seven

Luis sounded quite rude and unwelcoming. Vivienne knew it was because he was angry. On a normal day, Luis would have smiled at her and maybe he would have left her for this woman again.

 

 The cycle kept repeating itself. Only that this time, he was mad and unable to entertain anyone.

 

 The lady also noticed the tone he used on her, but she didn't seem like someone who relented that easily. She smiled at him and tucked her hair behind her ear.

 

 "My name is Jorja. I saw you walking past our table and thought I should talk to you. Are you free for a few minutes?" She said and gave Vivienne an apologetic look.

 

 Vivienne ignored her. Her attention was fixated on Luis as she waited for him to give the lady a reply.

 

 Deep down, she felt like he was going to agree and leave her at this table, angry and embarrassed. If he really did that, she definitely was going to leave and never talk to him again.