My Husband Doesn't Love Me
Kevin joked, grinning.
“Wow, you really love me, huh? If I so much as touch Jimena, she’d kill me. That woman’s more complicated and bipolar than ever. Better to stay away.”
Pablo shook his head dramatically, adding a mock sound of terror, as if taking Kevin’s advice would be a death sentence.
“Whatever, idiot. Just listen to me—at least give it a try,” Kevin teased, only to mess with him further.
But his cousin’s words lingered. Pablo fell silent, lost in thought, weighing Kevin’s ridiculous suggestion.