Josephine
The wedding was everything I hoped for; private and classy. With Dominico’s rank on Forbes, I expected to see multitude of unfamiliar faces, but then I was surprised…in a good way. I wouldn’t say I know half of the faces that was in attendance, but the numbers wasn’t quite much.
“On the night of our wedding, my wife looks lost in thought,” I leered at him which made him smile. “Should I be jealous of what she’s thinking about?”
“Why were there few strangers at our wedding? You don’t want to show me off to your friends?” I accused.
He frowned at my bizarre accusation. “All my friends you’ve wined and dined with. What’s with the accusation?”
I don’t even know what I was thinking when I said that. If he wanted to hide me, he wouldn’t have taken me out on lunch and dinner date;
