Chapter sixteen

Sasha bit her lower lip, she really want to get out of her and it's not helping that her earlier dispute with Kira had got the other shoppers to now monitor her, of course, Kira hadn't lowered her voice when she mentioned of her being Michael's wife and now everybody is looking at her. Although as it is her husband shop, she can just walk away with the clothes and offer to pay later but that will damage her image in all this women's eyes, Sasha cursed Michael to hell and back.

"Not only does he not give you money, you didn't even know he is the owner of this place, just what kind of a wife are you?" Kira asked sarcastically.

Sasha could already hear the other women whispering and wished the ground will just open and swallow her "I have told you many times, stop leaving your credit card at home, you don't know where you will find yourself" she heard and boy does she know that voice, she turned to the door and saw him walking up to her, he hugged her and kissed her forehead "jus