Chapter 32: That's It, Please Give This Copy To Your Father
Mr. Yung occasionally lifted his handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead; just seeing his lady smile as she looked at the check gave him chills.
He remembered the night of her birthday when he picked her up drunk, and she had the audacity to ask his boss if he suffered from erectile dysfunction. Now he felt sorry for Mr. Paolo.
"Stop here," Bella says, interrupting the assistant's thoughts.
"Mrs. Bella, there's still a block to go before we reach your university."
"I know, but if the students see me arriving in this car, I'd attract a lot of attention, and that's the last thing I want. They'll start talking about things that aren't true."
"But they are true, ma'am! You are Mr. Milano's wife," the assistant reminds
