Too Late To Regret, Mr. Billionaire
Inside, the long dining table was filled with dishes, garlic butter shrimp, kare-kare, fresh lumpia, beef salpicao at parang fiesta.
Talia had barely sat down when chopsticks began landing food on her plate one after another.
“Talia, anak, tingnan mo ang payat mo!”
Tita Marissa’s voice was full of worry. “Hindi puwedeng ganyan. You need real food, not just kape at meetings buong araw!”
Talia managed a gentle smile. “Tita, sobrang busy lang po lately. Promise, okay lang ako.”
“Busy? Naku, hindi sapat ang busy para pabayaan ang sarili.” Tita Marissa shook her head and added more food to Talia’s plate. “Kumain ka. You look like you haven’t had a proper meal in weeks!”
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