CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN

MICHELLE’s POV.

I actually didn’t mean to lash out like that but I hated the way they were ogling at Enzo even when they knew he was married. How can humans be so shameless?

Thinking about it, I can’t help but feel more angry. How can they do that?

Is it because I look pregnant now? Maybe I look to fat and they think I am ugly.

I slowly pull away from Enzo and continue to stare back at him, my gaze darkening with each passing minute.

“Enzo Phillips” I call out to him as I fold my hands across my chest, “did you perhaps bring me here so other ladies can ogle at how handsome you are?”

“Of course not babe” Enzo responds as his lips curl into a smile, “don’t allow what those ladies say get to you okay?”

“Do I look fat?” I ask him again.

“Of course not” he answers again, “you don’t look fat, you look like the same Michelle that fainted beside my car a few months ago”

“Liar!!” I blurt in anger while rolling my eyes, “you are clearly the center of attention now, why don’