"Hubby? I came all the way here, canceling the catwalk to arrange our wedding, but you welcome me like this?"
Frank raised an eyebrow. A tall and slim woman had just pushed the door wider. She wore a bright red dress that showed off her smooth shoulders. A crystal-studded bag hung from her slender fingers. The light reflection from it made Frank frown.
"We're not married yet, so don't call me that."
While Kara froze in confusion, Isabela blinked in disbelief.
"What's wrong with you, Hubby? We're getting married soon. It's natural for me to call you that. Do you want me to keep calling you Handsome?"
Frank snorted in amusement. His attitude made Kara furrow her eyebrows, especially as his arms wrapped around her more tightly.
"Every call from your mouth sounds bad," Frank sighed thin
