Chloe couldn't hide her dislike. Her hands were folded across her chest. If only she could see the face of Leonel sitting next to her, she would have given him a disapproving look. Maybe even with great annoyance. Chloe had sighed many times, trying to suppress her anger from bursting out.

"Did I ask the wrong question about Darren?" she asked.

"No," Chloe quickly replied.

"But I feel like you're angry with me, Sa." Leonel gently rubbed his face. The exhaustion from his journey back home, from taking a flight from Cattle Village to New York City, hadn't been relieved yet, and now he was met with his wife's sullen...