|Arliah|
I do not like it.
This ugly feeling cooking inside me.
And this is all because of the sight of Red… being surrounded by women.
The sight is nothing new to me. But for some reason… I do not like what I am seeing.
“Tell us more, Red!” I heard one of the three women near my husband, said with so much excitement.
I inhaled a deep breath and downed my last champagne. Irritation heated up my neck… and my face. When a waiter passed in front of me, I was quick to grab myself another new glass without looking away where my husband is being surrounded by the crowd.
Witnessing Red socializing was not really new into my eyes. The very first time I saw him interacting with some of the people in the same industry as him, I realized how good Red was to handle over the conversation.
