Chapter Seventy Four

Irina's point of view:

I finally had the space to breathe normally as I entered the car.

The driver drove off without a word.

I finally breathed in relief. Did I really do that?

Did I just confront Roman?

Woah!

I am proud of myself.

I told him I wanted a divorce and he begged me. He begged me.

Roman has never begged me for anything before in my life but he did today.

Did he want me to stay in his life?

That's not my problem though.

We got home silently and I got down without uttering a word neither did the driver talk. I think he understands the tense atmosphere.

I entered the house but something felt odd. Someone is in the house. I smell the aroma.

The kitchen! Yes, the kitchen. I rushed to the kitchen to see a person whose back was facing me while he was cooking. I think he is a man because he has a manly figure.

He turned around and he looked so shocked to see me.

"Who are you?" I asked him.

"Hello, Mrs Atono." He smiled at me when he finally came back to his senses.

"I just asked