Phoenix repeated his sentence.
I was ecstatic and repeatedly asked, "Really? Do you mean it?"
I was afraid that after feeling hopeful, I would be disappointed again.
But this time, Phoenix nodded with determination.
At that moment, I let his palm stay wrapped around my hands.
The next day, I went to work.
Phoenix offered to send me off, and I allowed him this time.
He dropped me off then left. One of the observant colleagues spotted his car and asked curiously, "Grace, is your boyfriend rich? That's an expensive car."
I was at a loss on how to explain.
Should I tell them that's my husband? My colleagues wouldn't be able to accept the fact that I was working part-time when my husband was this rich.
Matteo's presence in the cafe made it harder for me to explain.
"It's his boss's c
