"I am leaving"
"What do you mean by you are leaving? Didn't you say that Mr McCoy doesn't like food made by anyone else except for you?" Isabella asked.
"Oh God no! Me and Marco are childhood friends. I am not his chef. I thought you were one of his one night stands or maybe something like that so I just wanted to get on your nerves" Lindsay chuckled.
"I am confused" Isabella declared.
"I don't stay here, I live in Italy where Marco lived as a child. I was in a pretty bad place before his father rescued me and welcomed me in the family after while they shifted here to America but I still prefer to live in Italy" she explained.
"So you are leaving for Italy today?" Isabella asked.
"Tomorrow morning actually" Lindsay corrected.
"so when are you going to come back" Isabella asked dishe
