Chapter 31.

(Kim's Point of View)

Have you ever marveled how a person could have all the handsomeness in the world while doing absolutely nothing?

Well, I have and in this case, Arthur Rodriguez was aesthetical, I couldn't take my eyes away and my plate of food was left forgotten at my sight while my gaze paused on my husband, sitting at the edge of the dining table browsing through his phone.

His features were that of a fictional character, his mannerism and attitude, his everything just made him perfect and I could ogle at him all day while my hands thrilled to grab the nearest Camara and take a shot of this perfecto.

Suddenly, he was looking at me and his grey eyes struck me hard but I didn't look away, the nostalgic look on my face deepening. How could one be that handsome? It was illegal!

"Is there something on my face, Mrs. Rodriguez," he quizzed and I stupidly wagged my eyebrows as if I wasn't being asked a question.

"You are so handsome," the words vacated my lips before I could infer or