Chapter 55

Romana was already in a huge room when Vincent came. His nervousness lessened as he saw his wife was conscious.

"B-Baby . . ."

Instantly, he moved toward her side. Meanwhile, Roman and Lalaine were quietly eyeing them. The two presently sitting in one corner of the room.

"How are you? What did the doctor say? Why did you lose consciousness? I advised you not to get tired."

He seized one of her hands and squeezed it gently.

"Relax. I'm fine."

"Why don't you hire maids, Sissy Romana? Sweeping the house is risky for your age. You are already old," Lalaine's mouth spat without a break.

Romana's exquisite smile vanished from what the girl said. It was as if she was trying to offend her.

Roman merely touched one of Lalaine's thighs to stop her from talking. Perhaps her brother noticed that she was offended by what his girlfriend told.

"Who are you calling old, Lalaine? Is it my wife? Did you see any wrinkles or gray hairs on her head? She doesn't have any, right? My wife is flawless but you