Leandro straightened his back, trying his best to look confident. “I want to have a word with you.”
“We are divorced. If you’re hoping to get money out of it, then, just walk out of that door and leave.” She pointed at the main door of the mansion. “Get out!”
He gritted his teeth, clenched his fist. Reina thought that Leandro would create a violent scene, but the man kneeled at the bottom of the stairs. He is whimpering like a dog, trying to gain sympathy. “I… I’m sorry, okay? I know… I… I was wrong. I… I shouldn’t hurt you. We… We can start all over again, right? I know that you still love me –”
“Enough!” Her loud voice was enough to stop Leandro’s blabbering of nonsensical words. “I don’t know if you are drunk or you are simply delusional.” Reina decided to descend the stairs. She wan
