[Will start uploading 7+ chapter from tommorow. 1500+ words]
After going downstairs, Luis saw no car at the entrance of the community, so he made a phone call.
"I'm free right now, just driving around. Take a taxi yourself. For late night snacks, go to Aunt Fatty's place for barbecue."
Nancy said this impatiently and hung up the phone immediately.
At that moment, she was gripping the steering wheel, her mood extremely foul. Having waited at the entrance for half an hour, she, who was prone to overthinking, was already filled with rage.
What expression would that bastard have when he came downstairs? Would he look refreshed after relieving his stress, or would he be weak and decadent from having too much fun with that slut?
The more Nancy thought about it, the angrier she became. Why should she wait for him here like a driver, and even wait for him to finish fucking his little lover before driving him back? It was so humiliating and utterly ridiculous.
