As they strolled away from the pedestrian street, Mia couldn't resist glancing at Chris and asking, "What's the deal with you and Peter? When you were on the phone, he sounded kinda scared of you."
"Haha, we're just pals. Why would he be scared of me?" Chris chuckled, a hint of vanity in his voice. "I mean, look at this face—how could anyone find it scary?"
"Oh, please, give me a break!"
Mia shot back, her cheeks turning pink. Seeing Chris unwilling to elaborate, she didn't press further, though her gaze lingered on him with a touch of confusion.
They had been married for almost three years, yet she felt she had never truly gotten to know him.
Everyone saw him as a freeloader living off his wife, and she had thought the same.
For over two years, Chris had been out grocery shopping li
