Chapter 47. I’m Not Fine

"Thanks, Marco," I waved at him in the driver's seat as he gave me an appreciative nod.

"Remember what we discussed, Miss Arturo. It's better he doesn't know. Everyone would remain happy that way," he said, and started the engine, driving out of the mansion.

"I hope so, Marco," I murmured to myself and turned to look at the mansion. Even in the night, it still stood gigantic and beautiful.

"I wish it were as warm inside as it is outside," I sighed and walked into the house, only to see Vicente descending the stairs.

"Hey," I flashed him a smile as he watched me in confusion while approaching.

"You've been out? I knocked on your door earlier, but there wasn't any response; I thought you were asleep," he said, coming closer and then his face broke into a smile. "Went on a date, huh?" he asked with a teasing look as he scrutinized me.

"Don't I look too stressed for someone who went on a date?" I replied, and he nodded slowly.

"Makes sense," he replied.

"Marco took me out for dinner," I o