"Cora, it's really you"

Zafer’s POV

Just what in the world he is doing here? Of all the stores he can buy the cream pie, why here? I want to act like I don’t know but I can’t…

This is why I hate business, when you are part of it then there is no democracy. “Ehem, I didn’t know you like sweet, Mr. Philip.” I start a conversation as I look at him.

“Same goes for you, Mr. Vin.” He replied and accept the paper bag from the counter.

“Oh, no, these cream pies are for the kid in my house.” I smile sweetly and accept the paper bag, “thank you for your hard work.” I said to her. I look again at him, “I want to invite you to have some coffee but unfortunately, his school almost end so I will go first.” I said and did not wait for him to reply.

I stand outside of my car in front of the kid’s school, waiting for him to finish. I wish Cora will come immediately, I can’t stand all the stares I’m receiving from all the women here…

I don’t know what I even doing, just putting myself in here on my own accord. I think childre