He cut me off.
"I'll be right back. I'll just fix something. Lock the doors. Don't let anyone in. My men were outside." He said seriously and picked up the jacket on the couch. He didn't look back at me. He just kept coming out in a hurry. What the hell! Is that call that important to him? That even at nine o'clock at night he came out?
My heart ached because of that. My tears rolled down my cheeks. I don’t want to conclude anything.
And he can't do that to me! He love me! I can feel it! I breathed out heavily. I don't know, he's just going to take care of something I have to believe there. I looked up to hold back the tears. I turned off the lights on the chin. When I finally entered the room, I took a half bath, and wore silk nighties.