Married To My Rival.
Gosh, I have to book a cab, I can't call Ralph, dad would get a doubt thinking why Adam didn't drop me.
I was looking at my phone trying to book a cab, that's when a car stopped in front of me. I saw Martin in the driving seat and that fucking Adam in the back.
"Madam, let us drop you at home," Martin asked with a smile. At least, he smiles.
I got into the car, in the passenger seat next to the driver and Martin started driving.
"I'm sorry, I didn't get a chance to introduce myself. I'm Martin, I work for Master Adam." Martin said in a damn respectful way. Even Ralph never sounded that respectful.