บททั้งหมดของ The Priceless Love : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 16

“Mr West!” Rafael called, Mr West turned towards us with a big smile. Rafael extended his hand which he gladly took. “Congratulations on the 25th anniversary!” “Thank you, Rafael.” His eyes landed on mine. “Maria, how are you dear?” “I'm good, Mr West. Congratulations!” I offered him my hand but he pulled me into a light hug. “Oh my! You're finally here.” Mrs West exclaimed from behind Mr West, I pulled away from Mr West to greet her. She pecked my cheek and placed me at her arms length. “You're looking gorgeous, darling.” “Thank you, Mrs West. You look great too.” I've known the Wests for the last two years, she always had a smile on her face. She always greets others with warmth and welcome. “Rafael! You look handsome.” She pecked his cheeks and gave a side hug. “Thank you, Mrs West. You look amazing. You're born too early, you should have waited.” Mrs West giggled which made her look younger. I hit Rafael's shoulder playfully as I chuckled. “Hey! Don't flirt with my wife.”

He placed the wine bottle on the table and the package next to it. He emptied the package, revealing a white shirt, black pants and a black suit and also a tie. “Go change, if you don't want to catch the cold.” He finally looked at me. I dropped the heels by the door and slowly approached him leaving a pool of water where I stood. I placed my clutch on the table and picked the white shirt. There are two doors. “That's the bathroom.” He pointed to the door to my right. I nodded shivering and went towards it leaving a trail of water dripping from my dress. The other door must be the bedroom. This apartment is so cozy, a single bedroom apartment. I like it. But whose place is this? Oliver can own a luxurious fancy apartment and he has a luxurious fancy penthouse with the most expensive furniture. It's definitely isn't Oliver's. I hang the shirt, it already got wet patches because of my wet hand. I opened the cupboards, mostly empty, it has some cleaning tools. I opened another and fo

“Why are you bringing Sam into this? How the hell do you know her?” I asked him again when he didn't answer me the first time. Like Rafael said, should he be doubted? Is he the bad guy? What should I do now? If he knows about Sam then……“Her?” He questioned with a confused expression. I narrowed my eyes. “You don't know her, do you?” He rubbed his neck. “I read your text messages. You sounded like lovers.” He confessed. “Text messages? How?” “Like you received an anonymous email, I received an anonymous envelope with a few things. Your text conversations, call lists, bank transfer details, your travel details,...” He paused. “How can you doubt me over some silly text messages?” I groaned in frustration. I'm getting the itch to pull my hair out. “And what else was in there?” “A photo.” I froze. What kind of photo did he receive? Like the one I received of him? “You're hugging a man.” “And?” “You looked so happy.” I'm trying to understand him. After reading the texts and seeing