"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!"
Lisa demanded to know where had Gabe gone to the moment she clapped eyes on him.
Gabe sat on the couch with one leg over a knee casually and responded very coolly, "Oh? And since when you're so concerned about my whereabouts?"
This was probably the first time Gabe had heard Lisa asking about him.
He had never known her to be so caring or interested about him.
He waited on her hand and foot for years, answering to her beck and call with the obedience to a slave to his mistress. One might call him a kind and loving husband who would never leave her side, but to put it more bluntly, he was nothing more than a servant or a chauffeur.
The vivid memory of how she had humiliated him before the entire bullpen for just a crystal glass was still fresh in his mind and ju
