— If she needs money again, let her call the bank, not me, — Maria snapped, deleting her mother-in-law’s number from her phone.
You’re making that sour face again. Maybe you should see a gastroenterologist?” Maria smirked without even turning around. She was chopping onions for the salad, but her hand trembled, and the knife hit the wooden board with a dull thud. “Did you even hear what I said?” Alexey came closer and placed his palms … Read more