AFTER what Tessa found out from Patrick, she decided to go home. Somehow, she was in a bad mood. Although it wasn't as heavy as she expected.
"Ram," she whispered when she saw the gate of the man's apartment.
A sweet but simple smile broke her lips.
She didn't know if Ramil had anything to do with what she was feeling now. But she didn't want to think about that.
She knew that Ramil was not the type of man who would be interested in a playgirl like her. They say a thief hates his fellow thief.
And if Ramil is the best at being a womanizer. She is the female version of the man.
Tessa laughed softly and then sighed.
She was right in front of the gate of Ramil's house, but she decided not to step out of the car yet. Instead, she stayed inside and thought for a moment.
They have a lot
