As the car stopped, Massimo waited for whoever to step out, and the person did. A woman in high heels stepped out, wearing a white fur coat and a nice shiny dress.
Karl looked at Massimo with a worried expression. Massimo got out of the car, and Karl followed silently. Before Massimo could say a word, her hand swung across his face, a clean, sharp slap that echoed through the quiet driveway. His head turned slightly with the force, but he didn’t flinch.
He wiped the corner of his mouth and smirked. “Wow,” he muttered, his tone laced with sarcasm. “What a nice welcome, Mother.”
She took off her glasses and shoved them inside her small purse. “Why the f**k did you get married without telling me?” She asked in a furious tone.
Massimo stared at her with a calm expression. “Because I chos
