C45 "She is my wife."
She crossed her legs on the chair as she smoked heavily from her cigarette, puffing it out from both her nostrils and mouth in the next seconds.
She poured in whiskey into her glass cup and gulped down the whole content at once as she dropped it back angrily on the table.
“Mind if I join?” She heard a deep voice say. She lifted her gaze, instantly recognizing that voice
