IAN’S POV
“Ian, where is your wife? Are you two always joined to the hip?” Gray asked as everyone d arrived for the Dinner except Liana.
I had been glancing at the door over and over again, waiting for her to walk through it.
“She told me she will be coming late,” I replied but deep down I didn't feel good about it. I sent a text to her, asking where she was but she didn't respond.
We waited for another one hour, Lena texted and tried to call her again but still no answer. By this time, I was already worried that something might have happened to her.
“Why don't you guys proceed? I'll go look for her.”
As soon as I stood up, the manager of the restaurant pushed through the door with a big brown envelope in his hand. He walked towards me and bowed. Then, he handed the bro
