Xavier's POV
“What could she want this time again?” I thought to myself.
“Don't worry, you can go,” I said to him, and he immediately walked away.
As I continued walking towards my room, she followed closely behind. I couldn't help but shake my head at the audacity this lady had.
“What do you mean, 'What am I doing here?' Is that really how you welcome a visitor into your home?” she asked, her tone filled with audacity.
I couldn't believe it. She almost got my wife killed, and now she's here, expecting me to welcome her? How can people be so heartless?
“I've been waiting for you since. Where have you been?” she continued, still following me, her footsteps echoing through the house.
“I'm not talking to the air, Xavier,” she said again, and I finally stopped walking. She bumped into m
