Italiá Devonaire's Pov
"I'm sorry." I heard him sighs heavily from the other line. Louissa left our suite an hour ago for her flight back to Philippines. By now, I think she's on board.
"Uuwi na rin naman d'yan si Louissa." He snorts mockingly. In my head, I could picture out his scarlet flushed face because of anger and irritation.
Habang hinihintay ko siyang magsalita ay inipit ko sa 'king balikat at ulo ang cellphone para maisuot ko na ang platform boots. 8 pm sharp is my scheduled meeting with Ybie and Kruella Finley. I need to be there earlier so I must leave Hotel McAllister now.
"What would I do with her? Ikaw ang fiancee ko, Itália. Ikaw ang kailangan ko. Ikaw ang gusto kong kausap. Ikaw ang dapat na nandito at hindi si Louissa." I stood up firm, take my phone from my sho
