Reyna went ahead with her father's advice, she didn't mind her mother's caution.

She left back to Santos villa the next day to meet Hendrix standing on the veranda with his two palms in his pocket.

With the look on his face, she could tell that everything isn't okay.

"Hey! Hendrix, what's wrong with your face being so contorted this way?" She asked him to climb to the veranda where he stood.

He didn't reply to her , causing her to be uncomfortable.

"You're not saying anything to me Hendrix. What's the problem?" She asked him again.

"When did you become a caring wife?" He sputtered at her.

She twisted...