Antonio’s face turned white. “It hasn’t gotten to this. I promise you’ll get to buy the ranch, honey. I’ll see to it. By the time I go for two more trips—”
“Hell, I don’t care about d**g trips Antonio. I want this to stop.”
“I already told you I cannot.”
Antonio got up, straightened his trousers with his hands and left home. Mabel sat on the floor and wept. Two weeks later, Antonio still left for Lenoda City for another d**g business trip. Mabel kept intact, one thousand three hundred pesos remaining from the money Antonio made. They had used two hundred pesos the time he was around.
Mabel went back to the hotel she worked at initially to ask if she could be re-employed but was jilted by the manager. She started a search for a job at other hotels. Luck was on her side and she got anot
