Chapter 120 Make Her Feel Loved

• "Where is it?" Alana muttered in frustration as she kept going through Ricardo's cabinets in his study room. She already searched their bedroom for anything fishy but the man knew how to hide his tracks.
• "That damned man is seeing another woman," she let out a low growl and straightened up. She dramatically wiped the sweat from her forehead and scanned the room. It was irritating to look for something so desperately yet not find it. Either way, her wife's instincts wouldn't lie. She could feel it in the pit of her stomach. Ricardo was acting strange. Or was it because she was pregnant? Did she look so fat or ugly?
• "Ah!" Alana slammed her fist on the table and bit her lower lip. Maybe it was it. She scanned herself carefully and nothing was wrong.