"Of course. You're my wife. That's why I'm supposed to be here even though you did not invite me.” Keke joked and held my hand and pulled me somewhere.
“Wait, my food.” I return to get back my food.
Now, I feel safe. Keke helped me carry those plates.
“Does Kienzo not feed you?” He asked while frowning.
My heart ached when he mentioned his name. I am trying to be happy tonight; I am trying to be strong even though I am feeling hurt inside.
“He always buys me food. Kiki makes sure that I don’t feel hungry. I just wanna taste these foods because they look yummy.” I chirped, trying to hide the sadness I had been feeling days ago.
I am not happy; I am just pretending to be satisfied.
“Here, eat a lot and don’t drink. Don’t make yourself drunk; I don’t want to handle a drunk woman tonight.”
He taps my head, smiles at me, and puts the plates on the table we found.
Where is weltry?
"Attorney Vladimir Velasco."
Someone came into our place and greeted him.