Mia's POV
“Yes. Can you help me with my bag?” I asked him while I managed to get myself out of his car.
As a gentleman that he was, he replied quite humbly. “Yes. I will help you with it.” He said those words and he stepped out of the driver's side. Coming to the booth, he helped me with the bag.
I walked hurriedly before him and we walked into the hotel. The receptionist's eyes were all on me.
“Good day. I want to book a room in your hotel. How much is it? I don't want an exclusive room. Just a place where I can lay my head.” I illustrated what I wanted to the receptionist.
“Okay. Is the man beside you your husband?” He asked me and I was surprised that the Uber driver hadn't left.
Calling my attention to him, I faced him right away. “What are you still doing here? Aren't you going
