Inside of the coffee shop within the same building, I cooled down with a cup of coffee. I couldn't still believe he burst into anger and accused me with such impossible thing.
If someone claimed that I am a married woman, then Lisandro probably believed it without asking me first.
It made me angry. For all my life, I hated wrong accusations and judgements. I'd never wanted to shoulder the crime I didn't do.
For heaven's sake, I am a good woman with a soft heart. I would never let four men court me at the same time.
Unless I am out of my sanity and thirsty of great, true love.
"Huh, he's making me like a dirty woman! How many times do I have to tell him that I hadn't gotten any boyfriend in my entire life?"
Dismayed as it was, I couldn't do anything right now but to take a sip with my coffee.
Lisandro thought that I am a kind of woman who doesn't know how value love and dignity.
