"Why don't you open the door, uncle?" Javier asked, in a little bit hurried tone, the man inside, listened to his words.
"Hmm. Tell me who the girl is with you first of all." demanded the old man, as far as he recognized the voice to be. But hearing this, Jennifer's eyes shifted towards Javier, on whose face was covered with a sly smirk.
"My wife."
A short and crisp answer made her heart skip a beat. It would be considered the first time when he is actually declaring her to be his wife…. giving her the name of Mrs. Johnson.
'God Jennifer. stop event childishness. He can see your blush with his naked eyes, he's too easy..' immediately, Jennifer coveted her face to avoid an embarrassing moment.
But soon after, the knob of the wooden door into the frame was opened and came in view of a man with a stick in his hand.
