CHAPTER 57: SELF

"WHY are we here?" Anthony asked his wife once more. They were both standing in front of a metal gate with classical carvings.

"Hm? I told you, we are going to meet a relative," Madelle happily answered her husband.

"Relative? Mine or yours?" Anthony curiously asked his wife who was now gradually getting annoyed by the number of questions.

"Ours, Anthony. Also, is it possible? You asked right, since leaving the Philippines, you've been asking more and more questions."

"It's because you're confused. We don't have any relatives here? My family side is in Australia, yours. . ." Anthony stopped when Madelle gave him a bad look, "well."

"Is it possible, I don't want to face them like this. You are ruining the mood, too much."

"It's really my fault, it's you who acted impulsively. My goodness," Anthony scratched the back of his neck because Maddie didn't hit him.

"We've been here for a while now. Why don't you ring the doorbell when we get inside," suggested Anthony.

"Can you wait a