The next few weeks remained the same for Alexander and Andrea. Aside from some days when he needed to leave to attend meetings personally and do other work that needed his appearance. At first, Andrea thought that he would eventually give up and go back to their home. But he didn’t, no matter how much she acted indifferently towards him. He just tolerated her and accepted everything, which irritated Andrea, because she knew that a part of her frozen heart was already melting for him.
Andrea heaved a sigh when she heard the doorbell ring, just like when she had expected.
“Coming!” she shouted from the kitchen of her house while she wiped her hand. “Hi! Good morning,” she greeted after opening the door for the person ringing her doorbell.
“Good morning too, Ma’am Andrea Zamora, flower d
