Chapter 11. Questions

“Why am I thinking about it anyway? As if it does matter?” Leila muttered under her breath as she walked towards Hunter’s mansion. She was thinking about Butler Henry’s words. And it was her third time thinking about whether to continue to go towards the mansion or not. But she had to go… as if she had a choice.

Leila rolled her eyes at the mere thought of it. “Did he really marry someone already?” She said unconsciously as she pouted her lips. That certain thought made her heart sink.

“Wait, why am I thinking about it anyway?” She still couldn’t stop herself from taking her monologues, and she frowned.

“Why would I even be surprised? He’s handsome, tall, and hot… not to mention that she was also hot-tempered, snobby, and…” She tried to create her own inside joke about it but the sulking feeling attacking her system just wouldn’t budge.

“He might not come home now, huh? Because… he’s married. Now, what?” Her lips pouted at that as her hands on her waist a