Author’s POV
Inside the office, a man was staring at the tablet screen in his hand instead of going through the stack of files piled up on his desk.
That man was Alvaro.
He hadn’t gone to his mistress’s house or anywhere else, as his wife suspected—he was at the office working.
Unfortunately, though, Alvaro couldn’t think clearly.
The clothes, bag, shoes, and even the jewelry in that room weren’t actually his; they were gifts from Grandpa Felipe for Bella.
However, as for the lingerie collection…
Alvaro let out a harsh sigh. How could he have asked his assistant that night to buy plus-size lingerie and arrange it in Bella’s room?
“I must be going crazy,” Alvaro muttered in frustration.
His eyes were still fixed on the tablet screen connected directly to his mansion’s CCTV. Even wi
