CHAPTER 43
8 am Manila International Airport. Azalea and Bella instantly took off the trench coats they were wearing from the cold Italian winter to a humid presummer of Manila.
Azalea changed into her office wear as well. She’d be going straight to the office directly from the airport. Bella agreed to spend another day with her; therefore, she would proceed to the office, and Bella would carry their luggage to her home.
They immediately went to the queue of people waiting for the airport taxi to bring them to their destination, to Azalea’s office first, then Bella to her condo unit.
“My painful body is killing me. Oh, Azah, if I don’t love you enough, I will not subject myself to this kind of torture!” Bella grunted and scrunched up her face in discomfort.
“Sorry. Don’t worry, Bell
