"She has a weak stomach. Although she made the arrangement for dinner today, she hardly ate anything and drank a lot of alcohol. Make her some food that is good for her stomach when you get home," Yvonne Finley said, moving forward to straighten Warrior Tucker's coat.
Walker Martinez nodded, his black eyes showing no noise of words, "Yes, I know."
He watched as Walker Martinez carried the drunk woman to his car.
Yvonne Finley stepped forward slightly, softly asking, "Is Aria under a lot of stress lately?"
The man paused for a moment in his movements.
After closing the car door, he turned around, exuding aloofness. His visible indifference was clear as he said, "Perhaps."
She may feel burdened because of the marriage.
He has thought about it.
But…
He has no other choices.
All he can do now is to keep her safely hidden from view, to shield all the bad and negative things that she can't bear from her.
