Chapter 8. His Girlfriend?

“I don’t believe you, Matteo! She doesn’t look your type at all! How can you move on so fast?” cried the woman called Cadence, her face red with anger.

“Excuse me? I am his type, and we are planning to get married next month. Do you have a problem with that?” Amelia came to the rescue while it was Matteo’s turn to gape at her. The woman snickered with disbelief and gave her a once-over.

“Do you want me to buy that crap? I don’t see a ring on your finger.”

“I’ll wear it after Matteo talks to my parents,” she lied, refusing to glance at an amused Matteo.

“Whatever! Be ready to face my dad, Matteo,” she threatened, climbing into her car and driving away in a state of fury.

Amelia watched her go with a victorious grin on her face, not realizing what she had called upon herself. Feeling Matteo’s jaw-dropped gaze upon her, she finally turned to look at him. Her face flushed with embarrassment realizing what she had done.

“What?” she asked, as he continu