Demitry’s P.O.V. (Continued)
“They are on vacation on our private island”, I answered her coldly while crossing my legs. She raised her brows at my answer. From my peripheral vision, I also saw Sasha raising her brows. “Still she can take my call”, aunt shrank her nose annoyingly. “She is there to relax and has no obligation to pick up your call. She will contact you when she feels like to do”, I said in a casual manner and picked up the coffee from the tray that the maid served to me. “What about Mariam? You two are married only for three months and she left you alone?” I looked coldly at Sasha when she made a snarky comment in a mocking tone.
“My wife is my concern, Sasha, not yours. You should think about your relationship”, I advised her coldly. She lowered her head in embarrassment
