Chapter 15

The more we entered their property, the more nervous I became. What if his parents don't like me? What if they just pour water on me or slap me with an envelope that only has money in it? I smiled as I thought because I might just accept the money.

"We're close," he warned.

"Yes, that's why I'm even more nervous. Can I just meet them next time?" Jake laughed at my question.

"Now you back off, we're here, baby. Don't be nervous, I can fight you even against my tiger mother," he said.

"Is he a tiger?"

"A little," the man answered, making me sweat even more.

A few minutes later, Jake's car stopped at a large bungalow with a blue roof. The house is beautiful, your design is really my bet. It used to be provincial but social and only the rich could afford to build that kind of house.

"Your house is so hot," I said as we waited for the gate to open.

"Actually, the house and the farm are not ours. They were just entrusted to us by a rich man," admit