"No, Marissa… don't… don't panic… don't you dare cry. Ok … don't show your weakness to this heartless man." She was consoling herself, repeatedly telling herself that the cold-hearted human who was sitting on the seat of the president was her husband.
The same husband, who kicked her out of his life like garbage. Who couldn't keep her safe from the politics of his own mother and her sister.
As a husband, how he couldn't sense that all this time the woman he had been expressing his love to, was not Valerie?
Now today he was here as her soon-to-be boss. At least Amir was better than him. He showed his true colors without wasting much time.
Unlike Rafael who wasted two years of her precious life.
"Congratulations to all of you. Joseph told me how incredible your cooking was. However, the café will only go to one person," he was speaking, and Marissa raised her eyelids to have a look at him.
