341. He's Eating…. Can't Speak To You

The phone rang a few more times and she angrily put it on do not disturb and continued sleeping.

After about an hour, she heard a knock on her door, but she didn't budge, the knock came a few more times before she stood up and walked to it.

Kate stood on the other side, her eyes staring at her in shock.

"Why are you still in your party clothes, are you just coming back? " She asked looking concerned, Irene was in no mood to talk.

"No, I came back last night, but was too tired to get changed."

"Oh…okay, then go take a bath now and wash off the mascara hued over your face."

"Ah… alright,"

"I was calling earlier; you didn't pick so I came to check if you came back. Sorry for not asking yesterday, I strangely slept off and hubby even had to carry me."

Irene’s throat tightened. Here she was a mess, while Kate who she had planned everything for, just had the best time with her husband.

"Haha, thank God he came else you would have slept in the hotel, because I won't be carrying your ass." Sh