Chapter 11

Zara’s POV

I just woke up with a headache. I really hate the feeling of being hungover whenever I drink too much alcohol. Maybe I drank too much. As I looked at the clock, my eyes twitched.

"There are vegetables!" I just screamed. It's surprising that Enrique is no longer by my side. When I went down to the living room, the door opened, and Lucas, who was already in corporate attire, was spit out.

"I brought the child..." His voice was monotone. I was stiff, and he even saw me with this face. He doesn't care if I look like a lozenge or a witch.

Only one woman is beautiful in his eyes. It was Giselle. Lucas looked at that woman like no one else. She is like a goddess; in the eyes of my man, she is Aphrodite, and I am a mere peasant.

There I am again. I lower myself. Get a grip on that matter! I dismissed all my thoughts. I'm going to that shop first and then straight to Antoinette.

I was surprised when Lucas touched my arm. I felt electricity, like