CHAPTER 42

MANUEL'S POV

It's been a while I actually sat to watch the television. It had also been a while I cooked for myself. It had also been a while I did my own laundry.

"When did you say you were gonna get a help again?" Alexander asked as he walked out of the kitchen, holding a pack of juice in his hand.

"Don't know." I shrugged.

"Oh, so you plan on getting a help?" He asked incredulously, making me scoff at his gimmicks.

"Why not?" I asked. "I can't continue to do all the work myself."

"It's two weeks already. You promised you'd return home to Bianca today."

"Stop saying it that way. It makes it seem like she actually anticipates my return. I know all she's thinking of right now, is Anthonio."

"Just stop with all the Anthonio thing already. You are Manuel. And have you forgotten no one can take what is yours? It shouldn't be allowed. Instead of remaining here, why not go back home and fix things with your wife?"

"Can it even work? I truly want to make things work w