"Hi, Sweetie!" Edrik greeted, sitting down beside Sherena with some effort, trying to contain the discomfort churning in his stomach. If he didn't love his wife, he would have fled as far away from that stall as possible.

"How did you know I was here?" Sherena retorted, indifferent and without any intention to turn her head. It was as if the roasted duck in front of her was more tempting than Edrik.

Edrik placed the car keys on the table. "From Mr. Yanto. He mentioned that you...."

"Did Mr. Yanto complain about me?" Sherena glanced at Edrik, who was sitting next to her.

Edrik cleared his throat strongly to suppress...