Michael’s POV “Please, go away.” She cried out, and I could tell by her tone that she is crying. I was on my way back when a maid called and said that Liza came home and was picking a fight with Rose. I instructed her not to cut the call and asked Tito to rush home. The words she said to Rose, no doubt my Angel was crying like this. I went back to the living room, where Liza was waiting for me. “Michael…” “Just shut up.” I’ve heard enough. “How dare you? How dare you call my wife a w***e? How dare you call my Rose a b***h? I’ve respected you and tried to make you understand that I don’t love you. But today, you did the biggest mistake of your life.” “I love you. Why don’t you understand this simple fact?” She shouted at the top of her voice. “Because I don’t love you. And the woman

