As promised this morning, Massimo came back to pick up Gina in person. As soon as they saw Gina approaching, Massimo got out of the car and opened the door for her. Some of the students who were near Gina were surprised when they recognized Massimo's very easily recognizable figure. Well, there isn't a young person in Barcelona who doesn't recognize Massimo.
"I can do it myself." Gina tried to refuse Massimo's help, who wanted to fasten her seat belt.
"I know, but I want to help you. Help my wife."
Gina smiled blandly, what's the wife? Since when are they officially married? Wasn't marriage just a ruse?
Remembering that made Gina heave a long, tight and painful breath. And Massimo didn't notice the change in Gina's expression that turned somber because he had focused on the steering wheel.
