"I made a promise, so here I am. I told you I would make it no matter what since it is your wedding day though I was a bit late." He laughed, but his eyes subtly slid at the hands-on Angeline's waist.
"I'm glad you did, Amico," Jacob said, watching his friend's reaction closely. "Here's your chance to meet my wife, Angel-"
"Your wife?" Alexandro's reaction words cut him, hardly believing what he heard. His eyes went back to the arm wrapping Angeline's waist. "Do you mean to say that she was that woman you married?
Jacob noticed the unrelenting gaze of his friend on his wife," Yes. That's what I was about to say. Angeline and I just got married."
"Wait, I'm not getting this… you're the bride?"
She only nodded, avoiding his searching eyes.
"Hang on a minute, bro," Jacob cut in. "Did you know each other?" He looked at his wife.
