11: A Night Out

ANGELA’S POV

I knew he was going to come back to me. He had to. There was no way he would go back to that bitch. Brian was mine and he would always be.

I shivered, making him see that I was dressed in nothing but a flimsy gown. His eyes went wide and he quickly pulled off his suit and draped it over my shoulders. Helping me inside, he peeled the first two buttons of his shirt open and rolled up his sleeves. Brian was handsome and was the heartthrob of every girl back when we were together in university.

“So tell me, have you been able to reach out to De’Royals?” He asked, peering a look at me.

“Not yet.” I went to the tea maker and had some done. Pouring it into different cups, I handed one to Brian. He blew some air over the steam and lifted it to his mouth.

Till today, he still didn't know how I was able to bring De’Royals to the charity event. One I didn't know that his ex-wife would be there. Initially, I was the one who advised him to go to the event since I heard so