I should probably get down to the main reason I was here; María José.
I let out a sharp sniff, my patience thinning by the second. "Where is María José?"
The moment the name left my lips, Rosa screeched so loudly that I thought my eardrums might rupture. It was the kind of high-pitched, glass-shattering shriek that made birds evacuate trees and probably sent a few nearby maids diving for cover.
"¿¡Por qué demonios estás preguntando por ella?! Huh? Why the hell are you asking about her?!" she shrieked, face purpling with rage.
Oh, could someone tell me why I couldn't?
I arched a brow, utterly unbothered by her dramatics. "Should it be such a shocker?" I asked dryly. "I've made it obvious from the very beginning that I have a particular interest in her well-being."
Rosa sucked in a sharp breath, her body practically vibrating with anger. "¡Mentiroso! You denounced everything the day you came here and expressed your desire for me!"
