Chapter 150

ANOTHER GAME Feeling someone’s arms around me when I am about to turn around holding food boxes of dinner that we ordered for everyone at the party, I assume it must be George taking advantage of his team out in the backyard where he took them some time ago. But his hands feel smaller and different for a change. Immediately when I turn around to face him, I am shocked with the boxes almost falling to the ground. I stop them and make sure I get a hold of them quickly when I feel the tumble taking off because not wasting food is a priority for now considering everyone is drunk and may end up hogging. We do not want food to fall short as my husband’s reputation will be hampered if we were left with no food to be served and being ordered when it is over while people are hungry or, worst, people leaving hungry from the party. At a fast speed, I hold the boxes again and put them back on the kitchen slab. I was beyond shocked to see the man hugging me from behind was not my husband but somebo