Morgan POV

I tried on the shoes I bought. Bernard showed us other sections, and I stopped to ask him, how he knew much about the place.

"It's owned by a friend of mine," he said.

A lady approached us with a smile.

"I love the fact that you both are speaking English fluently," she said and looked at Tricia.

She asked who Tricia was to her, but Tricia didn't say a word.

"She is my wife," I said, and the latter moved back. Thereafter, she walked away.

Bernard and I began to laugh ...