Sitting at the table, Franti Cassia lowered her head shyly. Those cosmetics were only enough for her to put on simple makeup.
"Louis, I must be very annoyed because I was drunk last night, you..." Said Franti, biting her lower lip. She couldn't finish her words.
There was no expression on the man's face, but what he said was still heartbreaking. "You are as drunk as mud."
He didn't say much, but every word was harsh. Franti took a bite of the sandwich and looked dejected. In the past four years, she had tried her best to maintain the best state in front of Louis, but she still couldn't avoid being seen the ugly side by him.
She had never thought that time would pass so slowly. After breakfast, Louis went into the master bedroom. When he came out, he was already dressed in a suit, which made Franti absent-minded.
"Are you done?"
Louis's cold voice came to her ears, which made Franti come to her senses. She drank up the last bit of juice and said, "Soon."