Seeing how much she enjoyed the food made me feel a bit surprised.
This little girl's tastes are just like mine.
I love eating shrimp, but peeling them is a hassle and makes my hands greasy.
When Martin and I were dating, he always peeled them for me.
Even now, he hasn't changed.
He placed the peeled shrimp in my dish, but when he saw Pomelo also loved shrimp, I pushed the plate towards her.
Martin's face visibly darkened, but perhaps because Pomelo was still young, he just pursed his lips and said nothing.
After dinner, I started urging Martin to leave.
After all, the cameras would be on tomorrow.
I didn't want anyone to know about my relationship with Martin.
Martin refused to leave, so I hardened my tone, "If you stay here, do you want me to end up on tomorrow's trending searches?"
Martin pressed his thin lips together and firmly told me, "Gloria, I came here to tell you that no matter what, I won't agree to a divorce."
Before I could respond, he grabbed his coat and left the apartment.
10
"Child...baby..."
Around one or two in the morning, I woke up from a nightmare, drenched in sweat.