Beggars Can't Be Choosers
"Miss D'Costa, please come in."
"I'm not here for your bullshit, you know that right?"
"Oh, of course I know. I wouldn't be calling my son's fiancée all the way here for nothing."
The smile was wicked, just as that day. That smile did not suit his profile, but it only contradicted her thoughts and views about people representing their God-given faces.
It was a mystery about him getting her number but she knew it was not that hard to do so if he had a little bit of power in his sleeves.
"You hate me," he chuckled while stating.
"Well, I'm glad it's written over my face," Anna replied, sharply.
"Yet you came," his grin widened making Anna more uncomfortable.
She was supposed to be taking rest as Theodore told her. No work, no due dates, no nothing. Even Kiera was surprised by this sudden strict parenting of his but he did not want to take any risk this time and here she is, completely disobeying him.