Chapter 58

"I told you not to call me like that, didn't I? You called me like a hundred times yesterday, what happened?" Andrew questioned Rosa, his voice filled with frustration.

"It's not a big deal. It's been resolved now," Rosa said nonchalantly.

"I asked what happened! Answer me!" Andrew yelled, growing increasingly agitated on the other end of the call.

"Bye, I am hanging up," Rosa declared, abruptly ending the call.

"Tch! Jerks everywhere," Rosa muttered in annoyance, tossing her phone onto the bed.

"Who? Me?" Michael inquired, breaking the silence as he sat in an armchair in his room. His button-up shirt was partially unbuttoned, the sleeves rolled up, and he wore only tight-fitting boxers, revealing the contours of his body.

Rosa turned her gaze towards him, her eyes piercing with a mix of disgust, anger, and rage.

"Reduce that glare," Michael snapped, irritated by her gaze. He reached for his bottle of wine and poured some of the red wine into a balloon glass before settling back